I tin representation the country truthful clearly: It’s 2008, I’m 20 and aft moving to London for university, I’m making the astir of each moment.
Immediately, I was blown distant by the large lights and possibilities: New friends, caller opportunities and potentially, a caller man.
The throngs of the metropolis had pulled maine in, particularly the nightlife. My person Martha and I started visiting Camden, the rocker’s paradise. The radical were fresh, motivated and exciting. We loved it.
Milling astir a pub frequented by artists and creatives alike, 1 evening, I spied the handsome vocalist from a set I loved. I couldn’t judge my eyes! Acting connected Martha’s giggly pleas, and my recently recovered large metropolis assurance (or was it the tequila?) I went implicit to accidental hello.
Palms sweating (which was decidedly the tequila), I made my approach. Not definite what I was expecting, I fumbled an awkward instauration – thing on the lines of: ‘Really emotion your band, large instrumentality for years.’ Memorable.
Much to my amazement, helium bought maine a portion and we started dancing. For the adjacent mates of hours, I was connected apical of the world!
Before Martha and I headed home, the vocalist asked for my number. Trying to beryllium the coolest 20-year-old connected the planet, I played it nonchalantly and alternatively took his.
The autobus backmost to our level in Putney was filled with excited squeals… was I actually going to date a stone star? I felt elated and drunkenly definite I’d acceptable successful with the elite London stone country – after all, I loved euphony and partying, 2 precise indispensable qualities.
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Trying not to look overly eager, I messaged him the adjacent week. We arranged to conscionable up, this clip successful a barroom I’d ne'er been to, but helium said it was amusive there. Of course, determination were nary protests from me. Going to a chill barroom with a chill feline sounded pretty… cool.
However, connected day day, I was excruciatingly nervous. I became incredibly self-aware arsenic to conscionable however boring I was going to look to a rockstar; my passions were video games and past documentaries, hardly interests I could spot my eyeliner clad beau falling disconnected his circuit autobus for.
I donned my astir flattering leopard people dress, promising myself I’d lone perceive to 2 of his songs connected the bid determination – precise reasonable.
Arriving astatine the bar, it didn’t onslaught maine arsenic overwhelmingly cool. It was hardly a barroom astatine all, much a tiny country with a fewer rickety looking tables. The aerial smelled similar musty brew pumps, and worryingly, vomit.
My day was already inside, getting precise comfy with the whiskey and tiny postulation of CD’s down the bar. My tummy dropped… was this it? The euphony was good, astatine least. A cliché dense metallic dump.
I recovered a array successful the corner, distant from 2 bedraggled guys spitting connected the floor. After what felt similar an age, Mr Rockstar yet came over, crumpling into his chair. The temper was abruptly tense. I felt a spot sick, uncomfortable, and rather underwhelmed.
I tried to marque conversation, astir music, astir partying, astir thing amusive I could deliberation of. He was having perfectly nary of it and hardly uttered a word, which lone heightened my ever increasing anxiety.
What was I doing wrong? He seemed truthful precise antithetic to the nighttime we’d danced. Now helium was cold, distant and well, beauteous rude. I evidently dressed wrong, wasn’t amusive and decidedly wasn’t anybody worthy knowing.
As I felt my assurance evaporating, there was abruptly immoderate hope: He pulled his telephone retired and started talking astir his week. Hurrah!
A short-lived success, though, arsenic helium instantly turned the speech to different women helium was ‘dating’ – from a model, to different pistillate who partook successful alternatively intriguing night-time activities.
Nothing would amended enactment the statements astir his antics, than the accompanying photos, right? As helium sat determination connected his telephone showing maine photograph aft photograph of gorgeous women, I felt stupid. What had I expected, really?
As I was readying my haughty exit, the vocalist went to the bar’s lone toilet. Sadly for me, the doorway was close adjacent to our array and opened to the main country – nary hallway, nary dependable oregon odor barrier.
While listening to his tummy contents violently moving south, I wondered wherefore I was inactive there, but wanted to deed the celebrated feline with my champion departure quip, mostly to reconstruct my tattered self-esteem.
Finally, aft 20 minutes and respective thunderous noises from the loo, my day bounced retired the WC oddly confidently.
Before I could unfastened my rima to accidental goodbye, helium jumped successful saying helium was bored and heading disconnected to a ‘frisky big radical meeting’. But not to worry, helium added – I was besides invited.
During his lack he’d really taken the liberty of sending my Myspace photograph to the raunchy radical organisers, and I’d passed their mandatory attractiveness check!
He past informed maine information was optional and I could ‘just ticker if I felt uncomfortable’.
I didn’t cognize what to say. Much similar his stomach, my caput was present clear. Quickly I left, feeling silly, and besides rather revolted. I did not interaction my voyeur vocalist again, and happily declined a aboriginal portion invite.
Now 14 years on, I bash inactive perceive to his euphony – but lone 2 songs, precise reasonable!
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