TRUE-LIFE
Catching sight of a man across the bar, I grabbed my friend’s arm.
‘I think that’s him,’ I hissed.
‘The guy I’ve been speaking to on Tinder!’
As the lad turned, I saw his kind eyes and bright smile. It was him.
It was October 2016 and, aged 19, I’d been chatting to Paul, also 19, on the dating site for a couple of weeks.
He’d asked me out, but I’d made excuses, feeling shy.
Just like now.
But he must’ve spotted me too because he came over.
‘I thought it was you,’ he smiled. ‘Can I sit down?’
All night, he chatted to me and my friends before
