While in Barcelona, I was starting to get frustrated since it had been a few months in living here and I still had not met anybody that I liked. I was living in one of the gayest cities in the world and I definitely wanted to meet someone. With no luck, I decided to try Grindr.
At this point in my life, I was very naive and didn’t know much about anything including hooking up/dating apps. So once I tried it I saw all kinds of things, it was pretty crazy and a little disturbing to be honest. But through the clutter I found someone that caught my eye. I decided to say hi and he replied we exchanged some texts and soon after decided to meet for coffee.
When I arrived at the cafe, he looked just liked his picture or even more handsome. He had green eyes, brown hair and dark skin, he was visiting from Paris and was only in Barcelona for a couple of days. We talked for an hour or so and since I got a good vibe from him I decided to invite him to go out that night. I was planning to go out with some friends that night and thought it would be a good idea if he came. He told me he needed to see another friend and he would let me know if he would be able to join.
I really liked this guy, I thought he was a nice guy and really wanted him to come out with me and my friends. Later that night he texted me saying he would come out with us! We went out clubbing and by the end of the nigh we made out. I couldn’t believe this was happening! He came over to my place and we spent the night together and most of the day the next day. He only had one more night before heading back to Paris.
We ended our “whatever this was” with a nice dinner. We told each other that we would keep in touch. I was kind of disappointed because I felt I had found someone I like and this person didn’t even lived in the same city as me. I felt I had connected with him although we only spend a couple of days together. All I knew is that I wanted to get to know him better. I wanted to see if this perhaps could be more than a hook up, because up until the point I liked everything about him.
So a few days after he left, I couldn’t stop thinking about him and out of compulsion I decided to get a ticket to Paris. I know this sounds pretty crazy and obsessive, he did mention I should go visit him so I took his word. I went online just to look at prices and I couldn’t let this bargain go… 45 euros from Barcelona to Paris. I immediately bought the tickets and thought to myself if this doesn’t work out I can crash at friends place… I had a couple of friends living in Paris at the time.
So I was going to see this guys again… I felt I needed to do this and see if there was really a chance for love there. So I just followed my heart, I was going to go to Paris for the first time and I was going to be with a spacial someone. How perfect could this be!