Ok, I met my last crush through friends. Me and my friends used to hang out in this park and he was always there too (like a friend of other friends). He has long black hair, pale skin and is a cute weirdo skater. The first time I saw him I knew he would be in my head for the next months
in the first meetings he was always too drunk to even have a normal conversation, but one time we were in a street party and he was kind of sober thanks god, so I approached and we talked a little and then he started to drink and falled out on my lap and I took care of him, like I literally lead him to the bathroom and this kind of stuff. at the end of the party he was back on his feets and I told I wanted to get close with him, but he refused and said he was straight and I was a mess after that.
A month after I went to this friend party on her house and he was there and all the feelings returned in a hint. so we awkwardly talked and I laid next to him on the bed we were on and he set his arms around me (OMG I DIED) and then other people came to ruin the moment, ugh. after that I left the room and went talk to my friends. Later he was a wreck and brooke the glass of a desk and he was so embarrassed that he left the place, I went after him and stayed downstairs on the streets (she lives in a apartament) talking and trying to comfort him, but then again nothing happened. at the end he just gave me a long nice hug.
I never saw him before that (it was last year) and I moved on by now. The only thing I could take from this experience was a increase of mine low self estim lol.
crushes are such a pain in the ass, but lovely to feel anyway.
ps: my friends said he is gay/or bi, but I don't know. I didn't insisted anymore, bc it I would feel and look like a creepy idiot.