We met at a hobby and became very friendly very quickly. I developed feelings for him but he said he wasn’t interested.
I said ‘fair enough’ (obviously truncating the story somewhat!) and moved on. I didn’t cut contact and we had lots of mutual friends but I stopped texting him and being available as I didn’t want to get hurt,
I saw him at a party about 2 months after he said he wasn’t keen and we had a nice catch up and I was pleased as I had liked him a lot and wanted to remain friendly. I had also just started to see someone’s else but I’m talking the earliest of early days - not even kissed the other bloke.
I went home and woke up to voicemail left around 2am (pissed) saying he needed to talk to me. We went for a drink that week and he told me he was wrong, that he did like me, he’d been scared and he wanted to go out with me.
We’ve been together since that night which was 14 years ago. We’ve been married 8 years and have 2 children.
The thing is, there was no protracted nonsense which can suck with your head - it was very ‘I don’t like you, sorry I do actually’ and that was it.
No prevaricating and angst etc.
He was very clear both times and that made all the difference.
We were going out immediately - friends knew, he told his family (who I’d already met), he wanted to see me etc.
Any woolly nonsense and I’d have told him where to go.