Tuesday, 07 June 2011
The morning after a sloppy night of celebrating Cinco De Mayo I found myself sitting in the school's cafeteria reading for my class starting in 15 minutes. My friend, lets call him Nate, sat down in the chair across from my own and I just looked at him shaking my head laughing while a big grin spread across his own face. A few moments later my friend Mandy came over to my seat and asked how last night was. Nate and I exchanged glances while she asked if I had hooked up with anyone. I point to Nate and proudly Nate raises his hand as my face turns a bright shade of pink. "What? It's no big deal! Making out's like an activity you do!" He was right and it definitely was my activity last night.
Two semesters prior we actually dated, if you count a night at the movies, sharing Chinese in the library along with hooking up in various clubs. Due to the fact that we were looking for two different things, I actually wanted to stay single before the summer, it just didn't work out. We moved past the awkwardness and drama that most people go through after these sorts of dating mishaps and became close friends. So you could say that making out with him at a sorority party this past semester could have led to a much more awkward morning. But it didn't.
I actually had a major crush on another guy, we can call him Evan, and sought advice from Nate about what i should do about a random kiss Evan gave me. I thought it meant something whereas Nate thought differently. "A kiss means nothing, I'll show you how little it means the next time I see you." Being a fool for love and someone who hardly goes around kissing guys just because I feel like it, still thought that a kiss from someone you like meant more, or at least it should.
But on a night like Cinco De Mayo I had my fair share of Tequila and found myself dancing with Nate. Because I am extremely comfortable around him I found my face close to his as he whispered in my ear, "Remember what i said about a kiss meaning nothing?..." and just like that my face was attached to his as we sloppily danced to Enrique Inglesias' "Tonight I'm Loving You".
After our episode on the dance floor we ended up sitting next to each other on the bus ride back to campus. I remember him kissing my forehead and asking me to sleepover, stating that we wouldn't have to do anything, lets just cuddle. But I declined stating that I had to sleep in my own bed and we parted going our separate ways. But I couldn't help but think that his feelings ran deeper than my own as I know I'm not just a girl to make out with but a friend he has respect for.
While I can laugh and say Nate is a friend I make out with on occasion I don't think it's fair to say our feelings were mutual. His advice for me in relation to my crush on Evan could have been warped so that he could gain the advantage with me, but I'll never be sure. I just know that while a kiss may mean nothing to one person, it could hold a much deeper meaning to the other. All in all I had a fun night, meaningful or meaningless, with my friend Nate.
Have you ever had a friend like this? Did it develop into a friends with benefits situation? Would you recommend having a friend that you make out with?