Tuesday, 16 July 2013

My First Crushes: A Horror Story


Hey Guys!

So this blog post is in relation to the release of Taste the Heat by Rachel Harris and its part of a fun challenge where we reminisce about our first crush(es).

 So lets get to the scary and gruesome bits! *rubs hands gleefully*

Now if I were to talk about my first crush, I would say it took place when I was around the age of 4. To be honest I can't even remember his name, but I do know that we lived in the same building and our parents were friends.

I remember playing, and dancing, and practically spending all of my free time (which is something we toddlers had a lot of) with him. I briefly remember how one day him and I sat down to have a serious discussion and after a lot of planning we decided we were going to marry each other once we grew up. We stood up, he took my hand and we waddled over to our parents to break the news to them. They thought it was adorable- too adorable in fact; my parents wasted no time in telling our extended family about my supposed engagement and soon enough my cousin, who happened to be 10 at the time, was wanting to know all about my crush so he could beat the crap out of him for daring to be in a 'relationship' with his baby sister.


Yes, I have a very melodramatic family, and I'm proud of it.

But alas, all good things come to an end and my crush and his family switched houses. While they still lived nearby, we no longer saw each other as often. When we did see each other we would be overcome by shyness and he used to hide behind his mother's skirt and peek at me, and I would do the same. Soon afterwards I moved to Canada and I think it's safe to say I haven't run into him since then. I think. For all I know maybe I did run into him. I probably wouldn't recognize him if he came up to introduced himself as my fiancé. I will most likely run away if that ever happens because that's just random and creepy. Kinda sweet, but creepy.

But if I were to talk about one of my more serious crushes, I would mention X (name hidden because it would be highly awkward if he was reading this post now...). X and I came to know each other when I moved back to India when I was 10. We happened to be in the same class, and no, it was not love at first sight, or even attraction at first sight- quite opposite actually. We started off really disliking each other. X thought I was arrogant and stuck-up and I thought he was immature and juvenile in the way 10 year old boys are. Soon began a series of mini wars. We were so competitive about everything. Whether it was about who got the higher marks in a test or who finished the word search first (yes, we were very mature *rolls eyes*).

So obviously the teachers thought it would a great idea to assign us places next to each other- whether it was in the classroom or the bus, I somehow ended up with him beside me. Our mini wars continued well into the sixth grade, where again, much to everyone's amusement, we were forced to sit beside each other. After being forced to partner up for every assignment we fell into a reluctant routine and the next thing we know its the seventh grade and we're sitting together- not because the teacher said so, but because that's just how its always been.

Somewhere along those years we had actually become friends- we really had no option; we had so many mutual friends it was impossible not to! We were still competitive as hell, but I no longer had to worry about an impromptu water fight or an upcoming prank...oh who am I kidding? Those things never changed; I still had to watch my back but I guess I just had grown more used to it. All of his traits that had bugged me before had slowly become the very thing I admired about him. Our friends thought our arguments were amusing and so we put on a show for them every now and then but secretly, or maybe not so secretly, we had become close confidants too.

Once I realised I had a legit crush on my enemy-turned-best-friend I just didn't know what to do with myself or my life.


I couldn't decide if I should tell him or let it be. I wanted to see where things could go but not at the expense of our friendship, so I decided to observe him and try to get a grasp of his feelings towards me.



I remember one day he pulled me aside and told me he wanted to talk to me. He looked nervous and suddenly I was nervous and hopeful all at once- at times it had seemed like he felt the same way about me, and yet at times I wasn't so sure, but I had a strong feeling I was about to find out right now. X stuttered and stammered, fidgeted and blushed, all the while my heart was racing and my cheeks were turning red, and then finally he told me he was in love with my other best friend.





I know, right?

Needless to say I was shocked. That piece of information seemed so out of blue. But wait- there was more; he wanted my help to score the girl! I finally  told him I'd help, and internally though I was morose due to his confession, I was also happy because of my decision not to tell him about my feelings, because that would have been one awkward conversation.

As time went by, we stayed close friends, but my crush on him gradually faded away. I still felt affection for him, I now looked at him as if he were my brother. He protected me, teased me, and beat up guys who broke my heart.

After grade 8 ended, I returned to Canada but I we still stayed in touch, and I even hung out with him when I visited India a few months back. We're still great friends, we still pretend-flirt, but we are no longer attracted to each other that way (during a conversation we had after I had grown out of my crush for him, I admitted my prior feelings to him and he scolded me for not telling him earlier on because he had felt the same way but he didn't believe I could ever be interested in him so he had turned his affections to my other best friend).

Now where have I heard that story before...? Hmm...

But I am happy to say that X is now madly in love and in a relationship with a friend of mine (not the one mentioned above and we still chat from time to time :) Hey that rhymed!

Phew! That was loooong. So that was my post about my first crushes, though I have grown bolder now; I no longer hesitate to go up to a guy and tell him I like him 'coz hey, you never know! Though I have to admit each confession is a horrific/amusing story on its own (like that one guy who moved back to Russia... I'm pretty sure that had nothing to do with my rushed and awkward confession... though I am known for intimidating guys, oh well).

So what was your first crush like? Did you tell them? Did it turn into something more? Be sure to tell me all about it; I love me some juicy gossip! *muehehehe*

And now here's a blurb for Taste the Heat:

 
 
One sexy fire captain. One Cajun chef, One combustible kitchen…

When chef Colby Robicheaux returned home to New Orleans to save her family restaurant, the last person she expected to reconnect with was her brother’s best friend and her childhood crush. As tempting as a sugar-coated beignet, Jason is one dish she doesn’t want to taste. Colby is counting down the days till she can leave the place where her distrust of love and commitment originated and go back to Vegas.

Fire captain Jason Landry isn’t looking for love, either. He knows he should focus on finding the perfect mother for his daughter, but when he first sees Colby, all grown up and gorgeous, he can’t help but be drawn to her. And when she suggests a no-strings-attached fling, Jason doesn’t want to say no.

As their relationship grows more intense, Colby finds that Jason isn’t as easy to leave behind as she thought. Could turning up the heat on something real be worth the possibility of getting burned?
 
And the lovely Rachel Harris:
 
 

Rachel Harris grew up in New Orleans, where she watched soap operas with her grandmother and stayed up late sneak reading her mama’s favorite romance novels. Now a Cajun cowgirl living in Houston, she still stays up way too late reading her favorite romances, only now, she can do so openly. She firmly believes life’s problems can be solved with a hot, powdered-sugar-coated beignet or a thick slice of king cake, and that screaming at strangers for cheap, plastic beads is acceptable behavior in certain situations.

When not typing furiously or flipping pages in an enthralling romance, she homeschools her two beautiful girls and watches reality television with her amazing husband. Taste The Heat is her adult romance debut. She’s the author of MY SUPER SWEET SIXTEENTH CENTURY and A TALE OF TWO CENTURIES. She loves hearing from readers! Find her atwww.RachelHarrisWrites.com.

Oh before I forget- here's my pretty flirt squad member badge! <3

Official Flirt Squad Member


Happy reading guys and here's hoping you enjoy Taste the Heat! And now I shall return to my igloo; those polar bears over there are giving me a peculiar look. *returns to igloo*
 
 


3 comments :

  1. LOVE this: "like that one guy who moved back to Russia... I'm pretty sure that had nothing to do with my rushed and awkward confession... though I am known for intimidating guys"

    This post had me smiling and laughing along with you. Those memories are so fun to dredge up, and I'm so glad you shared yours! Thanks for joining the challenge!

    xoxo
    Rachel

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    1. The pleasure is mine. I'm glad you liked it :)

      I had a lot of fun going down memory lane. Thanks for the challenge :D <3

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