Two years ago I met him. he's my sister's best friend's older brother. I remember feeling instant shyness when i saw him. I was 17 and in the driving seat of a car and he was in car beside me. windows down while people in the passenger seats talked over us. and we were just glancing at each other.
my sister then told me he was asking my age. and he said he thought i was about 19 and shocked to find out i was 17.
the next year i was going out a lot with sister and her friends and kept bumping into him. everytime i saw him i'd get nervous, just loved the way he looked, the way he smiled (like sharing a private joke with himself - as cheesy as it sounds!)
the way he looked around and at me. and i overheard him talking to people and he was really lovely and funny and smart.
the thing is we never spoke. i am seriously shy, and in that situation i barely knew my sister's friends that well. thre was a time i sat next to him on the sofa and we just didnt look at each other or speak to each other. i began to think he ddn't like me. and thought why would he, he is far older than me etc. but there was like a certain awkwardness between us (just assumed it's cause we were sitting so close and didn't know each other).
and so i kept ignoring him. just sort of smiled if he came in with people then carried on talking to people i knew better. my sister then told me ( and another of my sister's friends) that he always asks about me. and that he finally admitted one night he really liked me and found me really lovely looking. but they were giggling because they found it funny (and they had no idea i liked him.) so i was really shocked and flattered and just told them i was flattered. but they said he had said "I won't do anything because she's your sister and that wouldn't be right."
another one of their friends was dancing with me on the dancefloor, and they told him this and apparently he seemed really surprised and disapointed. he took it the wrong way.
by that stage i had exams so had to stop going out with them for a few months. then i didn't meet up with that crowd that much, when i did, he wasn't there.
i went out with another guy for a few months which didn't work out. but even though i cared about him, there was none of the same nervousness and excitement i felt whenever i was near that other guy. i was in town last week, and he passed me and he smiled and it completely melted me inside. and it had me feeling giddy the next few days.... can't stop thinking about him now.