Melody sat, trying to find the words to express this odd flirtationship she was in, but somehow failing. Her tendency to turn everything into something funny usually worked well. Her friends always expected gossip and amusing anecdotes about her escapades, usually involving a guy. But this time, her story-telling was doing her a disservice. She was giddy and excited about her romance with Edward and yet, scared of being taken in by someone she still hadn’t met. Instead of being happy for her and encouraging her, the way she wanted them to, her friends seemed confused and assumed she couldn’t have any real feelings for this guy, it was just a bit of fun. It had started like that. But since that night they’d heard each other’s voices, her feelings had changed.
Talking on the phone made Ed seem more real. She knew what he sounded like, the tone of his voice and how he laughed. It brought all the texts and messages they had shared to life. She longed to know him in real life, see if their virtual spark translated to reality.
Edward wasn’t perfect by any stretch of the imagination. She knew that. He was moody and insecure, needing constant reassurance that she still liked him. Traits which might have put her off if they belonged to anyone else, but she was still drawn to him. Still felt that stupid grin spread across her face when she read his latest message. Maybe because they were at a distance, they were being far more honest with each other than was usual. For Melody at least.
This honesty came across clearly when Edward confessed his dream of waking up every day next to her. All he wanted in the world was Melody. She didn’t quite know how to react to such admissions. She was never one to initiate talks of feelings and found it difficult to express herself in such situations. Edward, afraid that he had overstepped the mark, assumed he had scared her off when she didn’t reply straight away. But she needed time to work out how she felt about him saying such lovely things.
She often needed to take time out from their intense communication, not only to process what was going on in this increasingly bizarre scenario, but also to live her life. On more than one occasion she had to tell him that she couldn’t be glued to her phone all the time and reassure him that it didn’t mean she had gone off him in any way.
They were talking of visiting each other, Melody’s friends insisting she go to meet him with someone so she wasn’t alone. She trusted Ed but knew that she had to be smart about this. The trouble was finding someone willing to go to another country (albeit one only a quick flight away). During the time she was thinking about this, Ed’s messages began to change slightly.
He stopped sending hearts and his tone was slightly colder, as if he was pulling away. Melody, not the best at negotiating relationships, asked him why. Ed had been thinking about the difficulties of a long-distance relationship and how tough it would be if they pursued it. Melody had thought those thoughts too but had talked herself into the ‘wait and see’ school of thought. But Ed, the more pessimistic of the couple, couldn’t talk himself round. He said they were kidding themselves that they could have something real.
Melody didn’t know how to feel. She knew Ed was being rational and she, more than anyone else, appreciated rationality. On the other hand, she felt a little heart-broken. She had shared a lot with him and had let herself fall head over heels for someone she had never met. Ed had fallen for her too, she knew he had.
Agreeing to remain friends and text in a platonic, non-committal way, they continued to talk. Both of them knowing their feelings were too strong to ignore…