Here’s a story of a time I led a guy on. If you’re reading this, J …Sorry.
This guy and I shared a class together and for almost half the year we never acknowledged each other’s existence. It wasn’t until one day I moved seats and incidentally sat next to him. Naturally, we started talking. From then on we had very interesting conversations. (FYI, we talked about religion, philosophy and certain genres of music.)
In the beginning, we were just casual friends who only talked when we saw each other… until I asked for his phone number. I genuinely wanted us to be friends beyond the classroom. We’ve already showed each other that we could be really good friends. I took the initiative by doing that, which probably gave him an idea that I might be interested in something more. I had accidentally typed my number wrong in his phone, and for the whole long weekend he couldn’t get in contact with me. He got annoyed about that. On another note, absence does make the heart grow fonder.
As our friendship progressed, I didn’t take into account my casual sexual jokes and flirty behavior around him. I didn’t think much of it and I thought he didn’t, either. My friends noticed and when they asked about him I just shrugged. We were just really good friends in my eyes, maybe even with the possibility of being more in the future. A turning point was when I invited him to run with me at track and field try outs because that was my thing then, and he agreed even though he wasn’t sporty at all.
Long story short, I cut him off completely when he asked me about us getting into a serious relationship. I recalled that I was at a salad bar buffet when he texted out of nowhere about wanting to “go steady.” Right then and there I told him that it wasn’t happening anytime soon. It’s not like I didn’t like him that way, I just didn’t want a relationship with anyone at the moment. I also said that he should leave me alone to avoid complications. I was pretty straightforward when telling him all that.
I felt bad about it for a bit since I initiated our “friendship” and got his hopes up. It was as if we never knew each other just like in the beginning for the rest of the school year.
Please, take your “you heartless bitch” and “people like you make me sick” comments elsewhere. Even though this post sounds incredibly pretentious, shit like this happens all the time. And if you find yourself in his situation, it’s almost always never your fault.