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Feb 01, 2013 - 0 comments
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So skip ahead  bit to April 2011. We were still seeing each other, but it wasn't as much. My parents had gone away for a week, so I was having him over more that week given we couldn’t exactly go to his house often at all (I went over 4 times all while she was away, but I never asked where she was. We did this thing where we just called it “our situation” instead of wife, etc., but it didn’t stop me from investigating what she looked like via Facebook). We were together the one day when it all went downhill for me. I was on top of him doing my thing (we were both sitting), and he asked me if I loved him. My mind went blank from the shock. I said I didn’t know, he said “But maybe...” and sort of trailed off. I told him I didn’t know. We even did that romantic roll they do in movies where they’re still inside and you switch position. When we finished that round, we cuddled (which I didn’t get, but whatever). I ended up falling asleep when he was spooning me. When he went to change so I would spoon him and realized I was asleep, he laughed and gently brought me over. I woke up completely and we had round 2 before he went home. From then on, I was so confused as to why he would ask me that. I chalked it up to him just saying it because he let his mind go during sex, and it was just something that he wanted to hear to help get him off. To this day,I still don’t know why he asked me, even though I asked him. He does this thing where he’s really vague sohe doesn’t need to directly answer a question.

So over time I was getting more like “wtf did he mean?!?!” and I asked my friends, except I changed his name and his relationship status. One said that maybe he wanted to see if I felt the same about him, the other said it’s just something guys do for power. I tried letting it go, but it kept bugging me. Forward to August, and now I’m turning 19 yay! D and I were getting along really well, I would see him be goofy (sometimes, as he is a more serious person from what I know), and I would love seeing him like that. I would love knowing I contributed to that. I don’t know; it was weird.

My parents took me and my brother out to lunch on my birthday for delicious food, but more importantly, my first legal drink! I was texting D as I didn’t the night before because I had a small get together with my friends. He asked what I was up to, and I said I went out to lunch. He asked where, and I asked whyhe needed to know. He said he was curious. I thought it was weird,but told him. Then I didn’t hear anything from him for a bit. The waitress came out with my second legal drink and it was Sex on the Beach with a coaster that said “Birthday Sex…… On the beach –D” turned out thathe came to the place and ordered methe drink, paid for it and asked her to bring it to me. I was so surprised. My mom knew he wasn’t single, and she knew we were friends, but was always skeptical. I texted him saying thank you. He asked me what I was doing after, and I told him nothing. We made plans to go out for supper.

We went to supper (well, for him. I was too full still and enjoying the drinks kept me full) and we ordered a bucket of beers. At the end, he asked if I could keep the bucket since it was my birthday,and the  woman said yes. Yay! Lol. He then sprung on me he wanted to hang out more, but go to the casino.  I said alright. He dropped me off at home because I wanted to change and so he could shower and get changed as well. He picked me up maybe 45 minutes later and we went to the casino. I was still tipsy, and he kept buying me drinks. He stopped me before going down the escalator and we “made out” for a couple seconds, which was something he never did was kiss me in public. Hell, we would barely ever kiss when hooking up. Right then, I got a giddy feeling and I asked myself why the hell Iwas getting excited. We continued playing and he’d touch me (not inappropriately) or kiss me on the cheek. It was nice. I liked this side even more. Around 1/130 he brought me home. Best birthday ever (at that point). Only thing was, I couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss before the escalator. I couldn’t help but smile. From then on, every time I saw his name pop up on my phone, I got excited.

The end for now!


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