okay so there's this girl that likes me and she's a cheerleader and dose dance. well ya and I have a real hard time talking to her, I'm fine when my friends are around cause I can bounce topics off them. but when its just me and her I can't think of what to say its like when I try to talk to her I get so lost in her looks that I completely forget what I was going to say . but when we are texting everything okay we usually talk for hours and she sends me pictures ;D. but still I just don't know what to do. can you help me ? thanks
Well that's actually pretty normal for nervous guys. Many people find it easier to write to each other than talk in person. If she likes you then I'd take advantage of this fact. The next time you see her in person, be honest with her, tell her you're really embarrassed because she's so pretty. She'll probably think it to be really cute of you to say, (which it is). Just be honest with her about what's bothering you.
You could say, "I really love talking to you and seeing you, I just get really nervous when we're together in person, so I'm kind of a mess, haha."
Unless you want to pull of some bravado mega-strong-ultra-cool-dude attitude, in which case you'd have to get over your nervousness.
Sounds like she won't mind your shortcomings if she already likes you :)
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