PLAYING HARD TO GET: The boy/girl thing

in #writing7 years ago (edited)

Playing hard to get may seem pointless, but it's not. When done correctly, it gives the relationship a bit of extra excitement.
The problem with playing hard to get is that it backfires sometimes. Whoever was playing hard to get was playing wrong, playing too hard to get. It's a fine, fuzzy line.---- Paul Hudson

Two months ago, on one Friday evening as i stepped in to buy a packet of duckle shaving stick and other personal grooming items, i met this amazing creature that made me wonder how much time and with much dexterity it would have take her creator to sculpt her as a beautiful work of art.

She pased tor and fro from a particular segment (drink section) of the supermarket and i wondered how she must have been there, checking up one drink to the other.
I perceived maybe it may be that she want to pick up few impressive brands for a birthday, wedding or something.
I thought of approaching her and but somehow i thought "no" she may view me as a flirt and just any guy who could not show some discipline and not toast every beautiful creative that showed in skirt.

I headed for the segment why the items i need were and was looking up for choice of shaving powder to improvised as the brand i was used to seemed unavailable.

I felt a touch on my wrist from behind and the effect was a kind of ticking. My body chemistry changed changed drastically as i began feel this surge of emotional current that flowed from my wrist to my head and then down to my toe. This romantic current live for as short as the touch lasted and somehow i wish i lingered for a while more.It was the lady i referred to as beautiful creature.


Beautiful creature: hi...

Me: h....i... I stammered... ( imagining what on earth would have made her take such move). Good... Ev..ening.

Her: pls i need your help... The day after tomorrow is my birthday and i trust you would have a great sense of judgement to make choice for me.

Me: wow! How kind and thoughtful of you to have considered me choice.


I heard by the wrist again and led me towards the drink section where she had been moving tor and fro when i came in. She hands were so soft and gentle as wool and i felt comfortable and caught up in the moment. It was like butterfly in my stomach.

Fews minutes later we were at the counter and the cashier gave me the bill.In the "spirit of gentlemen" and let yo let down the "brotherhood" i unconsciousness footed the bills.

We had only stepped out for 50seconds when it occurred to me that i had not bought what i came into the supermarket for in the first place. I excused her to go pick them up and she smiled and slowly whispered to my ears: " am not going anywhere till you come out".

After 5minutes i return and i sighted her with another guy as she pointed to a parked milk colored Camry that happened to be mine. I perceived she told him thats she guys car and could read her lips telling him " there he is" as i approached.

"Honey... What took you so long ... lets go home" said and she waved the guy bye. The guy stood with mouth ajar and i could tell he was in him mind sing you re beautiful by James Blunt.



"You're Beautiful"
My life is brilliant.
My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
Yes, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Flying high. [ - video/radio edited version]
Fucking high. [ - CD version]
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last 'til the
end.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.


Not not burst her bubbled i opened the door and she popped in and we zoomed off.
"what are you doing was the voice that waved my mind for few minutes"
I assumed i could handle it and that everything was gonna work out just fine. I checked on my speedometer and released for the first time after several months i was driving at the velocity of 20 and i guess this was maybe to gain more time to get to know her better.

Just at the moment she asked me to pull over after talk i realised we had passed her the street that led to her residence.
We exchanged contact, she alighted and walked as a primer dona. I viewed in slow motion as she took each step all the way till she was no longer in view.

For a few minutes after she was gone a pulsed to evaluate and reconsider what had just happened.
Why would she refer to me as her guy when she talked with the other guy?.
She was using me as a camouflage or was it expression of an experience she looked forward to manifesting?
why the surge of current back there and the butterfly in my stomach...?
Was it love at first sight or infatuation?.

I had some questions as well but i had to wait till we meet again to have it answered.


Two days later

I sent her a message to express my wishes as she celeberated her birthday.

@ around 7:30 pm the next day there was a deep on my whatsapp messenger and for sure it was the beautiful creature. I could not attend the party and so somehow she sent the pictures of the moments that mattered. The follow up chat was lovely and worth remembering i must say. My heart beat increased at bit by 10% especially at the concluding part when she said.
Good bye Honey...
Somehow i could tell we connected in several ways and we could build better friendship and even moved steps higher in the nearest future.

Why are you playing hard to get

open the window, but don't let him jump through


Playing hard to get is a game, one played by two people. You want the other person to work for you, just as you want him or her to make you work for him or her.
Nothing extreme, of course, just a nice bit of tension to keep things exciting. You have to realize making someone want to work to get you is synonymous with making him or her want you.
Paul hudson


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Lessons from “The Bachelor”
You might have heard of or watched the reality television show that is referred to as “The Bachelor.” The basic premise is that 25 beautiful woman vie for the attention of one man. Well, “What makes the show so interesting is how these beautiful women (who would normally play hard to get in a one on one situation) behave as they try to win “The
Bachelor’s”heart.

Back to my story
Somehow i began to lose my genuine love and interest in her because of her overly playing hard to get attitude and now she seems to be on my case.

The last time we spoke at a month break she sounded excited to hear from me.
She told me i should not give up on her and so many stuff that seem encouraging. I feel she was trying to re ignite the passion and the surge of current.

Pls let me know what you think of this cause am a bit concerned on what to do.

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