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Hammer89 wrote: »

This wasn't a direct compliment, but it made me feel like a million Euros.

It's a Friday night and myself and a couple of others are in a nightclub. Now, I'm no Brad Pitt - I'm a bit overweight and I just might be the worst dancer in the whole of Dublin. That being said, I'm also not ugly - I'm 6'4 and a zero-f*cks policy on the dancefloor, combined with a bit of height, is quite appealing to the opposite sex when they're p*ssed. Well it was to this girl; a five-foot nothing, slim, black-haired beauty whose big beautiful eyes could melt a Russian snowman.

Anywho, we're dancing, with hands, like a couple from the f*cking 70s. I go to twirl her and nearly break her arm because she doesn't know quite what's happening at this stage - not that she would've felt the pain of a broken arm because she was way drunker than I was. It's getting a lot more intimate now. She's close to me - like, Siamese twin close - and she looks up with those amazing eyes. I try to compliment them. I try to do this about 15 times, because in my mind it sounds romantic as sh*t, but the music is very loud and she doesn't hear it.

This is the part where her friends steal her from my clutches. I wish I could say she resisted, but she didn't give much of a f*ck if I remember correctly. Unperturbed, I take a smoke break, but upon returning to the dancefloor about 10 minutes later, she comes at me again. Now I know for certain that she's interested, which makes me very happy because, as I said, she was ridiculously pretty.

We're eventually back to siamese twin mode, and I go in for a kiss, which seemed appropriate, but she's not having it. I don't actually remember her reaction (because it's hard to see anything when your eyes are covered in tears) but I do remember she wasn't upset or anything. She leans up to my ear and shouts "do you want to go outside?". I'd have gone to Syria with her if she asked.

We don't go outside, but we do go to a quiet, secluded spot by the stairs. I don't remember much of what happened here initially, but I do remember that I eventually apologised for trying to kiss her. She then says: "do you want to kiss me?", at which point I do. It's magical. The ceiling began to shake. Windows shattered out of nowhere. Champagne corks at the bar popped simultaneously. That's the only part of this story which isn't true.

We stay there talking for a few minutes. Turns out she's only 19, which I've been trying to feel guilty about but it's just not happening unfortunately. Anyways, she tells me she still loves her boyfriend, which I suspect is an pre-empted excuse incase I asked to go home with her.

You know my favourite part of the whole incident though? It was not the kiss, nor was it when she was looking up at me like I was a skyscraper to her - it was the eye contact during the dancing. She was literally at arms length at this time, but there was a mutual, unbreakable stare which must have spanned about 30 seconds. It was a truly beautiful, entrancing moment. I've been out of the whole relationship game for a while, but that gorgeous, big-eyed teenage midget has stoked my appetite again.

Without sounding like an utter arsehole, I do get female attention on nights out, but usually it's about them having low self-esteem rather than me being some sort of vagina magnet. I'm absolutely not. I didn't have time to carry out a psych evaluation on her, but there was no way she was lagging in the self esteem stakes and that's why I was hugely flattered.

I realise this is a long-winded way of saying I scored a stunner, but I'm extremely bored. :P

Deleted User wrote: »

She was a great friend. She lives in another country now. I should contact her...

Buona Fortuna wrote: »

Do it today