Here’s how the story goes, I was crushing on this guy for over a week because of his smile. He looked so angelic and nice that I was instantly captured by it. At that time, I thought he was super nice and maybe even a gentleman because of his smile, so I asked one of my friends who happened to know him and I got his number.
I must be giddy out of my wits right?
Well I was, for the first few hours. Of course I was the one who texted him first, or else how could this work? He was a little skeptical at first. He was curious as to why I had his number. So I told him that a friend of mine gave it to me. I was enchanted at his smile and at the same time I want to prove if my theory was correct: that all nice guys has nice smiles.
Unfortunately, I was wrong. The first text he sent me I knew that I was not going to like him. He’s not at my level if you know what I mean. But even so, I still pushed forward knowing that maybe I was wrong. Maybe that was only the way he texted. I must not judge someone so easily because of the way he texts right? So I didn’t. I withheld my judgement.
We texted some more and as time goes, I found out that he wasn’t the guy I was picturing with with the angelic smile. He doesn’t have a sense of humor and he was rude! I never felt so irritated in my life. How could he not understand the joke? It was as plain as day!
I am so annoyed. And don’t even let me start on the way he texted. Argh.
I should have listened to myself when I had still a chance. Not all nice smiles comes form nice guys.
Too bad. He was cute too.