Have you ever had a straight crush who made you so unbelievably frustrated?
I've had a couple, but one especially comes to mind. This is gonna be a long one, so grab a popcorn and get comfortable sistrens.
My freshman year of college (I'm a junior now), I met a guy on my floor who was so hot and soooo nice.
I didn't have many friends, so I really appreciated it the one day I was walking in the hall and he asked me if I wanted to come with him and his friends to the lounge to play air hockey.
After that, we would always see each in the bathroom (sometimes I would see him with his shirt off and I had to pretend to be collected while having a conversation with him when on the inside I was like
). Sometimes he would pass me in the hallway and he would say hi and then ruffle through my hair and I was like yes, yes, he's into me! The receipts are there!
One day it had been like a week since I had seen him so I went on a search for him, looking through the whole building (yeah I was a mess, but I would always see him randomly about so I figured I'd give it a shot). Anyway, I finally found him on the emergency exit staircase talking to someone on the phone. I asked him who he was talking to and he told me it was his GIRLFRIEND from back home.
I was crushed. I literally went back to my dorm room and just fell into a depressing slumber. I got over it though and we gradually became friends. Once we were doing homework together in the study lounge and he took my notebook and scribbled something down in it and gave it back to me. I looked at the notebook and it said "Are you okay?
". It was the cutest thing! I guess my face makes me look depressed sometimes (it literally is just my face), but it was still so sweet of him to ask.
I remember just thinking he was the perfect guy. He was friends with everyone (a lot of girls so I was like, mmmm hunty). He was involved in so many volunteer groups. He was just so considerate of everyone (one time a guy had too much to drink and he made sure he got back to his dorm okay
).
Anyway, one day he told me he wanted to have an adventure with me. I was like "BITCH, this is what I've been waiting for YAAAS!" We went on a hike, which was so nice, and at one point we had to cross a river so he actually offered to carry me across! I hung on to his back while he walked through the water, getting his shoes and socks all wet. Not only did I get to feel up his body, but it was the sweetest thing.
After that we went to eat somewhere - just the two of us. I was like "I don't care if he doesn't know it, THIS is my first date with my future husband!" He ended up talking to me about his high school crushes on girls and I was like, okay, this is not where I wanted the date to go.
Anyway, that ended and pretty soon the school year was coming to an end. One day he told me I could sleepover in his room whenever I wanted (he had set up a hammock that he said I could sleep on). I was like, alright, we're back on track.
Unfortunately, we ended up being really busy since we had finals and it never happened. Then the school year ended and we hung out the last day before our parents came to pick us up. We told each other our plans for the summer and talked about next year, etc. What he didn't know was that I was transferring to another school (it had nothing to do with him, it was just a better academic opportunity). I don't know why, but I just couldn't bring myself to tell him. We said goodbye, see you next year, and just left.
That was the last time I saw him.