I met this guy at my roommate Alice's party. We flirted, chatted back and forth, and it was cute. He said he had to leave, so I gave him a hug, and he walked out of my apartment. Literally 30 seconds later, he came back inside and asked me to walk him downstairs to where he'd parked his motorbike. We walked and talked a little more, and he offered me a ride around the block on his bike — which I took, holding him a little tighter than normal. Afterward, he dropped me off at my apartment and asked me for my number, then kissed me on the cheek.
The next day, my other roommate, Becca, told me that Alice had been super into this guy. So I decided to send him a text, saying that I thought he was great, but a friend of mine was really into him so it wouldn't be right to see him again. He was OK with it, but said that he'd still like to see me again.
In the meantime, Alice and I talked, and she told me that she was over this guy, that she thought he'd be perfect for me, and then gave me the go-ahead. I texted him back, we flirted back and forth, and he asked if he could take me out on a date. I kind of hesitated because I still wasn't 100 percent sure that I wanted to go on a date with my best friend's old crush, even if she said she was cool with it. I told him he could take me on another motorbike ride and we'd go from there. He said deal, and that was that.
Three days later, I hadn't heard from him, so I shot him a text just saying hi and he almost immediately, within two texts, asked me if I'm busy tomorrow. I replied saying that I haven't got plans yet and then I didn't hear anything from him at all. Tonight I got a text from him, saying that he's sorry about the cliff-hanger and that he's been under the weather with a cold for a few days. I tried to be kind but a little aloof, just saying, "Aw, take care of yourself," and he said thanks and that he wanted to take me out to dinner to a restaurant he'd been dying to go to, but that he probably wouldn't be good company because he's sick.
I wanted to give him an out, because I felt like he was trying to apologize for leaving me hanging while simultaneously making an excuse to not see me again. So I replied that I had plans later Friday night (true), and if he's sick, it's probably better that we postpone anyway. I ended it by saying that if he felt up to it, I'd definitely be up for that ride and left it at that.
I would love to see this guy again. We had good chemistry, the conversation was easy, and he seemed like he was really interested in me. At one point, he told me that he felt instantly attracted to me, although in hindsight, it was probably just a pickup line. I wish I could believe that he wants to see me, that he's not just making excuses, but I don't want to get my hopes up. I feel embarrassed for being so excited about him when he doesn't seem to feel the same. My ego is a little bruised. What do you think?