He kind of bit my ear – 14th August 1999

[I’ve found this one a struggle to type up. I thought my cringe threshold had vastly risen over the last couple of years but this one makes me want to hide. So I did. In my jumper. It took ages to type up because of all the hiding.

I’ve built it up too much now. You probably won’t even flinch but you weren’t the ones having to relive getting bitten on the ear.]

Saturday 14th I went down the town this afternoon to meet Kate and Laura (Duncan’s sister) because she got back from Florida a day ago. I was walking towards the bridge and Abby said she could see Duncan but I thought she was winding me up. She wasn’t. He was taking Amelia and his youngest sister Carrie shopping I think so he didn’t stay with us.

We wandered around and pretended to watch the majorettes when really we were watching Greg Thompson, Dan T, Ashley, Dan S and all the rest of them. One had shouted Rhian’s name and something else afterwards which she couldn’t make out.

We also saw Dunny briefly and he spotted me and said, “There’s Chips’s bird!” Apparently ‘Chips’ is what they call Duncan but I don’t know why.

The evening was the best. We did end up going to the party for Duncan’s dad’s 40th birthday and it turned out to be such a good night. From the very start I had all the girls on at me to talk to Duncan – Amelia and Carrie being the worst! They kept telling me that Duncan wanted to speak to me so I went out of Laura’s room and got dragged up the corridor to where Duncan was stood in the dark corridor. I asked him if he wanted a word and he said that they’d told him that I wanted to speak to him. I said I didn’t and went back into Laura’s room with the others.

Around 9:00 pm they started telling me that he really did want to speak to me now. I’d had a bit more to drink so I just went to where he was stood in the dark corridor. [It seems he was a bit of a lurker.] I think he’d had quite a bit to drink already too.

It was true, he really did want to speak. He said, “Do you like me?” I told him I did and he said, “Will you go out with me?” I kind of mumbled a load of stuff about going home on Monday and what if there were people between now and Christmas but he said he didn’t care. I ended up saying “okay” to his question and we stood there talking for ages.

He admitted he’d never done this before but I told him it didn’t bother me. We started talking about school, parties, alcohol, how annoying and embarrassing certain members of our family are and loads of other stuff. I think he said his birthday was on the 25th July. There was always somebody walking past to the toilet or trying to listen in to our conversation.

Kate, Laura, Abby and Rhian all decided to go for a walk to do a bit of lad spotting so Duncan and I went along. They ended up grabbing our arms and making us hold hands. Neither of us were complaining so we stayed like that. His hands were sweating a bit and he kept apologising for that. I didn’t really care.

We just followed the girls down and he wasn’t being quiet like I thought he would be which was good really. We waited for them on the bridge for a bit and he put his arm around me. He did keep cuddling me all night which I thought was really sweet.

On the way back, the others went up the road as we crossed the roundabout but Duncan took me down by Mackays Hotel. We went past it and saw a load of men staggering towards us so Duncan took me up this passage through the trees. He stopped about half way up and leaned back against the wall. This dragged me over so I was leaning on his chest because my balance had gone.

We just hugged for a while and he kind of bit my ear I think [?!!] and a few second later we were kissing. Tongues and all. He wasn’t very good actually but I’ll forgive him because he’s never done it before! [Whereas I’d done it once which made me a snogging pro.] We talked a bit, snogged again and then made our way back to his house.

We’d just got through the passage into the garden when Kate and Abby came running out and told us to go back down the street with them. We went and he guided me through the passage because it was dark and full of plants. When we got back down the town we stopped and cuddled on the steps of Boots while the others were talking to some lads. Duncan told me my hair smelled nice. He smelled nice again but I don’t know what of.

On the way back again we saw Dunny. He was asking me who I was and then went and talked to the others. He offered Duncan a fag before we began walking and Duncan took it off him. Earlier on, Duncan told me be drank but he didn’t smoke but then he admitted to me that he did smoke sometimes but he wouldn’t smoke the fag he’d just got because I was there and he didn’t want to pollute my lungs.

When we got back to the house, he kept offering to get me drinks. I got his address and mobile number and he said I could keep the pen. I didn’t. We both really like that ‘Better Off Alone’ tune and I was saying how good it was and he offered me his CD which he’d just bought. I refused because I’d feel guilty if I took it. That was so sweet of him though. Kate told me the other day that he was really generous when he was little. It seems to me like he still is.) That tune’s going to remind me of him now every time I hear it.

We decided to go out for a walk on our own again. He took me back up the passage by Mackays and we snogged again there. He kept saying he was really going to miss me. He offered to walk me home but I refused because we’d have longer together if we waited for a taxi. The taxi was more of a minibus because it was talking Kate, Amelia etc. home too. Duncan is staying at theirs until Monday because all his stuff’s there so he came too.

We sat together pretty silently but holding hands. As we neared Rhian’s road, he started squeezing me hand tighter and tighter before I had to get out. I said bye to Kate and Amelia and gave Duncan a quick kiss on the lips before I got out. I didn’t look as I went to the door. Maybe he was upset because I was a bit.

At one point on our last walk we were both really cold but, even though his teeth were chattering, he still offered me his fleece. He’s so lovely. I didn’t take it because I didn’t want him to freeze.

We thought we saw the girls who threatened us the other night. It wasn’t but I didn’t want to walk down there because I like my face the way it is. He said he liked my face the way it is too! He also asked me when I’d changed into my trousers and said I should have left my skirt on. I came in one but everyone else was dressed down so I changed into the trousers I’d brought for going down the town in.

He kept telling me how nice I was, personality-wise I think he was meaning so I appreciated that. He’s really nice too. He told me he loves my accent as well. I really like his Scottish accent so we’re both happy with that one!

[Here we are, the happy/totally awkward couple.]

[Here we are, the happy/totally awkward couple.]

He kept saying how I should stay and move in with him or something because he really doesn’t want me to go home. We started talking about marriage [Jesus Christ!] but said only maybe in the future. We said it’d be weird because the others would all be related in some way.

We only told the others we were actually going out with each other just before we left because we thought it was funny when they kept telling is to ask each other out when we were already together. We were just winding them up and pretending to go all shy with each other.

When I got home, I was told by Abby that she’d spoken to Ashley and said she loved his trainers because they were so white or something. Rhian was miserable because she found out that Greg’s got a girlfriend. Ashley apparently said Abby was lovely but he was still getting over his last girlfriend but she was still pleased.

That’s another thing Duncan kept saying, that he couldn’t believe all this, me saying “yes” to him and all. I’m really going to miss him now.

BYE!

I really ♥ Duncan!

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