How we know each other:
-Flat mates at school
-Known each other for about a week
-I don't like him because even though he is cute a lot of our ideals don't match up, plus he is my flat mate.
- He thinks I like him but I think I remember our mutual friend saying that he told them that he doesn't like me
We were very drunk & talking. I was sitting on the counter & he came to console me. My face was in his neck so I think that turned him on because he started breathing heavy & then pulled me into him. He then stopped and said it was a bad idea and I agreed, he then kept trying to convince me that it was a bad idea even when I told him I agreed. I just come off very flirty while drunk.
Again very drunk. Everyone was going to bed but I wanted to clean the kitchen first. He insisted on helping me even though I told him that he could go to bed & then he invited me into his room to keep talking. We talked for hours until we kept falling asleep & he suggested I stay there. I told him I didn't want to sleep in my day clothes though so he told me I should go change to pjs & come back. Which I did but I wore like my Mickey Mouse long pant pjs and a tank top, so not sexy at all! We cuddled a bit but really just slept.
Why I am confused:
-After the first night he kept looking at me & was much more flirty, always sat by me at dinner & I always caught him looking at me.
-The morning after the second night he had a different smile on his face when I came out of my room, a good type.
- Later that day though he was acting distant, when I asked if I could come get my glass from his room when wanted to put it is the kitchen, I feel like he was trying hard to not have me come to him room.
I had mentioned to our mutual friend to tell him that I don't like him cuz I didn't want to scare him off. I just feel like he has made more moves then me but thinks I'm the one making them.
He also told me if he liked a girl he would tell them and he hasn't told me.
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Good God just fuck each others brains out and get it over with. Or stop getting drunk. The sexual tension here you could cut with a knife1