Wednesday, 17 September 2014

Escaping The Friendzone And Getting Skittles Put Up My Nose

Boys are weird. I have had this belief since I was about eight and will continue to have this belief for the rest of my days. This was proven when I was little and the love of my life at the time told me I was having a bad hair day. Naturally I was upset but my mum told me when boys are mean it means they like you. Well, that told me everything that I need to know about men! He was the type of boy to bully you in the playground at lunch and tell you that you resemble a gremlin. I used to love that kind of thing.

10 years later when that eight year old crush had long gone, I decided to let a different boy I know make his way out of the Friendzone and become my boyfriend. Turns out my mum was right about them being mean to you, he does bully me and probably thinks I resemble a gremlin. That's how I knew he was into me to begin with. We had known each other and been best friends for over two years and then overtime it developed into something more. Over the past six months I have become incredibly comfortable around this guy, perhaps a little bit too comfortable. Does he even find me attractive anymore? How has he lasted this long without breaking up with me?
Here are some of the ways that I know we have become very comfortable in our relationship...

1) We tell each other everything, whether its about the giant spot on my chin that I need to squeeze or detailed descriptions about my period pains.

2) "Are you falling asleep?" is a frequently asked question when we're lying in bed watching football because I don't mind using this time to have a quick nap (not actually quick though when match of the day seems to go on for four days).

3) He's seen me at my worst and still loves me. This involves vomiting, double (or triple etc) chin snapchats and the ability to eat a kebab with my eyes half closed after a night of drinking. It's not just me though, the way he kills romantic moments by farting isn't exactly his most attractive feature either...

4) We pass time not being able to breathe because we're laughing so much at stupid things, such as him putting skittles up my nose or my attempt at trying to squeeze into a suitcase.

5) Shaving my legs is a thing of the past...

6) He remembers how I like my tea. If that's not love, what is?

7) We both have our own side of each others bed and our own sleeping routines. He stops cuddling me in the middle of the night and turns around because he gets uncomfortable, and I wrap my whole body around him when I realise what he's doing so that he can't escape again. I'm so evil...

8) He tickles me to the point of violence where the only choice I have is to kick and scream. Wrestling is a common occurrence, but he rarely wins...

Now do you see why boys are weird? Despite this, I'm not going anywhere. Andy K made his way out of the Friendzone, he must be Superman, right?







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