All I Need

Chapter 2

Flashback:

“This dating app is user-friendly, “I thought. It was an easy task to meet good looking people and those you are willing to spare some time complimenting my looks. I uploaded a simple picture of mine, after browsing my f*******: account for a decent picture. I would say it was a difficult task to do since I was never pleased with how I looked. Tanned skin, frizzy hair, unshaved eyebrows, imperfectly shaped nose, this made.me feel inferior most of the time. I had not many pictures to choose from being so shy in front of the camera. My confidence was wrecked growing up to be surrounded by better looking people. Women with flawless white skin, chiseled nose, perfectly curved eyebrows, red pouty lips and fashionable hairstyle.

I starred a few pics of men whom I thought were handsome and hot. 3 of them replied and showed interest in me. I felt appreciated yet insecure. 

How on earth would I be able to face them if ever? They might run away if they saw how bad I looked. I thought to myself. So, I decided to find some less handsome men, those who would be too perfect as compared to me. It was an easier task though. After choosing some presentable looking men around my age, I threw my phone on the bed and sighed.

How desperate! I rolled my eyes as I went out to get something to drink. How did I end up like this? I mean I wasn't the ugliest one and I had a few suitors back then. Well, two in highschool and one when I was in college. I regretted not being able to be in a relationship with any of them. They were not too back, but the doubtful me back then thought that they were making fun of me. Blessy being Blessy would never let anyone have that chance. But thinking about it now, those guys never treated me wrongly back then, especially Louie Anderson, my high school classmate.

As I was sitting on the bed with a glass of water in my hand, I reached for my phone and checked if there were some notifications from the dating app. Of course, there were. It seemed that I was not the only one taking their chance at love through this way. 

I checked the inbox and got a few messages from the men I sent my Hi to. The chats started with:

"You look good.."

"You're pretty."

"Hi, dimples!."

Typical. I guess my picture is doing the trick. I chuckled to myself.

From the simple hi and hello the conversation got more personal and invading. As I was enjoying the attention, I gladly replied.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Are you living alone?"

"When was the last time you had s*x"?

What the f**k?!? 

I was just enjoying the sudden fame and did not even bother to check who the messages were coming from. I did not care much. I was just hoping that someone would ask me out on a date. A Date. It would be the very first time I would be on a date if ever. The butterflies in my stomach did somersault at the thought of the things that might happen on a date.

A few more minutes had passed and after turning down some flirty chats, the number of men from the app was slowly decreasing. There were still a few though and one caught my attention. He seemed shy yet determined. And, God he was so handsome.

After a few more exchanges of messages, we decided to meet up.. despite the doubts nagging in my head..

***

I was waiting nervously just beside the cash machine near the main entrance. It was not actually where we planned to meet up but because I just couldn't find our meeting place after an hour of walking around the mall, I decided to give up and just ask him to find me instead. Thanks to my poor sense of direction this meetup started quite not the way expected. 

My nerves were killing every minute passing by. I always had this doubt at this meetup. What if he was fooling around and had no intentions of coming here really. Or what if he already saw me and decided to just run away from me because I wasn't pretty enough for him. I swear if this was just a game, I would name the technology for this. After all, I would not be here if I did not use that dating app that this technology made possible.

From afar, I could see a tall, slender, good looking guy who seemed to be looking for someone or something. He could never be that guy from the app. How could someone as handsome as he is would not have a girl even for one minute. I was mesmerized by his  face that I did not notice I was staring at him. He was looking at everything except me but he was coming towards me. Then it clicked! It must be him. Not even sure yet, I smiled while he walked towards me. Just to gain a bit of confidence, I tried something off about him. I thought nothing special about this guy aside from his face. He was far from the standards I had set for myself. I wanted someone presentable and gentle yet smart looking with great fashion sense and must carry formal clothes well.

But here I am looking towards this guy, wearing colorful long sleeve shirts and cargo shorts with dirty sneakers to complete his street fashion. He was sporting a poker face, no emotion could really be read.

Then he spoke up.. "Hi! I'm Oscar Davidson." Name for the oldies, I thought.

"Blessy Callaghan?" He asked.

I nodded softly showing my dimpled smile trying to look nice and friendly. 

No reaction... There was a rush of negative emotions in my head now. Obviously, he did not like me. Would I be rejected at this very moment. I was so nervous and I didn't know what to do. Although it was a possibility, I did not think about what to do when I git rejected in this kind of situation. 

All of a sudden I heard someone say,

"f**k! I left my keys in the car." It was him.