She is naturally chatty and we began talking/ emailing back and forth. Before I knew it I was spending a good chunk of my 9 hour day talking with her (mostly via email)
I wasn’t weary of "the friend zone" at first because I truly wasn’t looking for anything other than a office acquaintance. So many of our conversations were based around this guy she was seeing and the games he was playing. She wanted a male perspective and I was happy to give it. Horrible move in retrospect.
I would speak my mind, I did not take her side or agree with everything she said and I would even tell her when she was acing childish/dumb. The guy turned out to be exactly what I predicted and she cut it off.
Anyway, to the point. I began to catch myself thinking about her a lot when I wasn’t at work. I found myself looking forward to work just to see her. Our flirting picked up, way up. And even though I spend most of the time making fun of her (i.e I told her brunette girls aren’t my type) I am always sure to sneak in a little compliment every now and then which I can tell she appreciates. Not only do we make each other laugh all day but we have become very close. She has told me things not many others don’t know about her. And has told me several times how she feels that she can tell me anything.
From what I have told you thus far I sound like 1000% in "the friend zone". However, she has told me on many occasions she thinks I am very good looking and has told me how she thinks I am a great person, smart , trustworthy, levelheaded, intelligent, that I understand women yada yada ydada. She looks over at me and tells me I’m cute. Last week she began texting me at 11 at night just to "see how I was doing". She invited me out with her and her friends several times and even out alonw with her. (I didn’t go) We have got to the point where we text back and forth brielfy after work hours and she alway texts me on the weekends just to 'see what I am doing'. She jokes around and says we are "soulmates" and she thinks "we could work" but it is always done in a joking manner.
I have done the best I can not to slip further into her "gay best friend zone". I don’t do everything she says or asks, I don’t agree with everything she says, basically I have a back bone. But she does things that seem to make that situation harder. Anytime a guy asks her out she tells me about it and goes as far as to show me his picture and ask me what I think. With that being siad, I can tell she gets jealous when I mention other girls.
My point is...I don’t know where she stands. How she feels about me. If she’s interested. If the situation wasn’t as sensitive(her sitting mere yards away) this wouldn’t be as much of an issue. But that is the reality of the situation. I don’t want to fully reveal my interest but I also like this girl and it has been a looooongg time since I actually liked a girl. I can no longer control myself as much as I once could and find myself hinting my interest towards her daily. Usually just smiling and telling her how cute she looks that day. But last week I was hanging out with an old female friend of mine (one I used to be intimate with) and my crush new this. She texted me later asking me how it went and I told her 'not well, becuase someone else was on my mind'. She played dumb and tried to act like she didnt know who I was talking about but only a few minutes later she asked me what I was doing that night and hinted that she was in the mood to see a movie.
The reason I am having so much trouble is becuase anytime I flirt or show interest she is careful not to reciprocate.She has asked me to hang out several times and I have either been busy or ignored the hint. She does have many many male friends and does hang out with guys frequently jsut as friend. Again I am lost.Do you even think she is interested? How should I proceed? I really like this girl and would be heartbroken if I missed the opportunity.
In all seriousness, my suggestion would be to stop playing games and come out and say/ask what you need to. Save both of you a lot of time and confusion.
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