The One I Truly Fell For...Guy F (Part 1)

Guy F...boy, this might be lengthy...this guy was someone I actually fell hard for...well let me start from the beginning...

 I met Guy F while I was still in high school. Senior year to be exact. He actually went to the same school as I did for a year until he went to the other high school across town. So we were from the same town, but we never really officially met and became friends until later. When he and I actually became friends he was out of town for his job. He liked me, but I wasn't really all that into him. So we were just friends. When he came home from his job we went out to lunch. It was pretty nice. He was nice to me. He wasn't disrespectful. He was great. Little did I know that this was his way in. This was him getting his foot in the door. After lunch that day I didn't see him again for about a year. We talked pretty regularly though. He liked me. I knew he did, but I couldn't deal with his job. And at that time I just knew long distance relationships were not for me. He was in the military. Something that I knew NOTHING about. I couldn't see it working. 

  Fast Forward one year: His dad died. He came home for the funeral and he asked me to go with him to the funeral for support. Of course I said yes because he was my friend and I cared about him. My only problem with this was the fact that I was absolutely terrified of funerals, cemeteries, and just dead people in general. But I put on a brave face for him because my friend needed me and I knew he was devastated. So I went to the funeral. We got there early and I opted to stand outside the church until the family arrived. I don't think it was my best decision. As soon as he got there he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the family line with him. And being that it was his father that died..we got up close and personal with that coffin and his dad's body. I was freaked out and scared beyond belief, but I did not say a word about it. I put on a brave face and sat there with him. He held my hand the entire time. Caressing my fingers with his. I guess he knew I was kind of freaked out. After the funeral he made sure I was with him the entire time. We hung out at the little family reception after the funeral, and we hung out later that night. 

  Later that night he hung out with me on my college campus. We just walked around and talked. We walked through the garden and sat by the big fountain to talk. It was a pretty nice unofficial date. Somehow we got to talking about us. How long we had known each other and how we were great friends. Somewhere along the line he started telling me how much he liked me. Eventually, (somehow) he kissed me. At that time I wasn't really feeling it, but we dated for a little while until I found out he had a girlfriend and I broke up with him. (Flag #1) I stopped talking to him after that. Until he came back in March for his great grandmother's funeral. (I know...alot of deaths..)

  March: He comes back into town. Cool. I run into him even though I was trying to avoid it. Luckily for me he has a girlfriend who is attached to him like a leech. But as soon as he sees me, I see the emotions in his eyes. I knew he still wanted me. I wasn't sure if I wanted him though. I saw him and we talked for a little. Even hung out for a few minutes. Nothing happened though...until he asked me to go to Atlanta with him. He said a friend had cancelled on him so he had two rooms with no one to go with. I was going to say no, but eventually my mom helped me talk myself into going. I never did anything anyway. Why not go on a free trip to Atlanta? So I went...On the way there he told me that he had broken up with his girlfriend because basically she was selfish. She felt that his family was not a priority. I gave him my condolences and thoughts on the subject. That conversation lasted the entire trip to ATL. When we got there we found the hotel. Then he tells me that it's really only one room but he'll sleep on the pull out bed. I told him it was fine. We could share a bed. I was thinking to myself that he had planned this though. Sneaky heifer. Anyways, we got settled and went out to eat.  We also went to an ice cream parlor. Although I didn't get any ice cream. I was full. Back to the hotel. I fiddled around on my computer. Then we watched tv. He was so stuck on military time that he wanted to go to sleep early. Fine. I tried to sleep in pajamas, but I couldn't. I told him I was taking my pajama pants off and he had to deal with it. I guess in retaliation he decided to take his shirt off. Oh my goodness...He had the body of a god. I just couldn't contain myself. I found a way to touch him lol. With my mission accomplished I suggested we listened to music. He was trying so hard to be a gentleman, but I was egging him on...in a way. Eventually he lost control and started kissing me. Things escalated from there. I won't go into detail. It was a wonderful night though. The beginning of something beautiful.

This is pretty long so i'll let this part end here and begin another post. This story is too long to be told in one sitting. So until next time...

-Signed,

Love