This is kind of a long-winded story, but I don't know where else to go with it.
Let me begin by saying that this is about a guy from work. I've only known him for about two months, and have only spoken to him a few times.
We work in a food joint, very separate schedules, but are sometimes scheduled together. The first month that we worked together, he never said two words to me--unlike everyone else, who'd come to know me on a first-name basis within the first week I was there.
Then, out of the blue one night, he just started flirting with me non-stop. He was making up excuses to cross paths with me, and even more excuses to make small talk every single chance he got. He wrote a note on my notepad that I take food orders with that said "smile, beautiful", because apparently I always look sad. He even lied about having to stay at work a little bit later, by saying that the manager asked him to do something but he'd forgotten what. I know that he lied, because instead of finding out what it was that he "had to do", he ignored everyone else around the two of us, and focused solely on conversing with me. Then, he left work without ever looking back, without ever doing that thing he said he was asked to do.
I knew that he wanted to give me his number. I don't know how I knew, but I had the feeling. And I was right. The next time I saw him, he didn't even waste a minute before writing his number down and giving it to me. Didn't skip a single beat. Tried his best to find out whatever he could about me with some more small talk.
I texted him that night, we talked for a while to figure each other out. That went well. The next night, things were the same. He texted me first more often than not, multiple times if I didn't answer, always asking about my day or what I was up to. He invited me out to my favorite restaurant a few times, too, but because of our schedule clash, it just never worked out.
Then, early one night, he asked me to hang out. So I went over to his apartment and we literally sat down on his couch and talked until the sun started to rise. He talked to me about something very personal to him, something that I couldn't imagine him sharing with anyone else because of the tough exterior he pretends to have, and he grinned like a fiend the entire time I was willing to listen to him--just because someone was finally willing to listen. I could see that he appreciated it. Aside from that, I know that, like most guys, sex was on his mind. I knew by the way he flirted and by his questions, but I also knew that he wasn't going to try anything with me because I'm about six years younger than him, and in his eyes, it'd be unfair to take advantage of me because of how naive he may think I am.
Anyway, that morning, we ended up cuddling and falling asleep together. It felt so wonderful to be close to someone again...I just got out of a bad relationship and truly thought I'd never feel anything for another person, but he made me realize that I'm more than willing to open up again.
So after that night, we spoke pretty frequently. He said he enjoyed spending time with me and all of that good stuff. He called me one night and told me he was going to pick me up and we were going to hang out. I said okay, and told him I'd call him after I took a shower and got dressed. When I called him, he said he was going to shower and call me back. He never called back. Didn't text me after that, either. I texted him, but he was being cold towards me. One-word answers, not really participating in a conversation.
Today is the first time I've seen him since all of this, at work, by chance. As soon as he saw me, he was all over me, hugging me, playing with my hair, touching my face, talking to me every chance he got, ignoring everyone, etc. The usual. Acting like he never forgot to call me back, acting like he'd never been cold, telling me to come over sometime and hang out. Note: I've never seen him act like this around any of the other beautiful girls at my job, so I know he's not just a huge flirt.
But, then, a few hours into work, he got cold again. Didn't even say goodbye to me before he left, never texted me.
Maybe I'm just expecting WAY too much from someone I hardly know...I just feel like...you know, if a guy pursues you, it's because he's interested. I also feel like a guy will be incredibly persistent when it comes to getting what he wants, and if he truly wanted me...well, he'd have me by now. I even told him that I knew I'd have his number the second time he saw me, and he said "when I see something I want, I go after it...I don't have time for games."
I know the world doesn't revolve around me or anything, but I also know that he's got plenty of time to spend, and it doesn't take much time out of an almost empty schedule to send a text just to say "hey, I'm thinking about you, hope everything is good", you know? 'Cause that's what I feel like a nice guy would do.
Is he just playing games?
Guys, when you're interested in a girl and your ego is about the size of the titanic, what do you do to pursue her?