After a while of being on social media websites. I came across a lot of people, creepers, assholes, and sweet hearts, what you'd usually expect to come across on these kind of websites. I was honestly addicted.. As soon as I saw someone attractive I was drawn to their profile, reading all of their interests and hobbies. Eventually I got a message from m. Let me tell you a little bit about M. He's tall, has blue eyes, and facial hair, what more could a girl want?!. We started having long conversations about our interests we had so much to talk about. He was interested in cars, exploring, and good health. While I at the moment would lie my way into anything just for some attention. "Ouu fitness and health is my kind of thing" when really Id scarf back a whole pizza by myself given the opportunity. After a lot of discussing things we decided to meet up. I waited with a friend at the movie Cineplex. Nerves sprung quickly. This was my first time meeting this guy.. What if he didn't like me? Or thought I was hideous. I don't know if you guys can tell yet.. But I tend to over think every single situation I am in. I feel as if things won't turn out positively 99% of the time. I was wearing a cute little white dress, short but not too short. I had one lose strap which would irritate me and fall off my shoulder. I kept a look out for the door seeing wide varietys of people coming in. "Is that him? Hm no" was repeated probably 20 times. Finally I saw him, he was wearing blue jeans, with a black t-shirt. He smiled as he approached us. Conversation with him was pretty awkward since we had already talked about everything there was to know.. I literally could not make up any conversation. When I'm in nervous situations like these I tend to use this high pitched weird voice, completely different as to how Id talk to someone Im comfortable with. After getting some conversation out we Left off with a hug. The next time we hung was a few days after that, this time at his house. My friend came along again just to make sure I was safe. He led us downstairs into his basement bedroom (I know what you are thinking these girls are stupid, idiotic, looking back at this now.. We really were)
we decided to watch a movie on Netflix and sit on his couch. We all got comfortable. I snuggled up against his body. Throughout the movie he kept giving me little kisses on my head. I knew he wanted to kiss me.. My friend had previously said if I wanted to kiss him when she was present she didn't care. So I followed my instincts and moved my head up towards his lips. His lips were soft and very delicious. I could feel the prickles of his facial hair rubbing against my skin. I loved the feeling of it! When it was time to go he drove me and my friend to my house and we said our goodbyes yet again. My friend did get mad at me though.. Well not necessarily mad but from this day she says that I kissed him for about 30 minutes without stopping. It felt like 5 minutes to me, but I do tend to black out when I'm sexually aroused. To be continued...
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Be my boyfriend
RomanceI've always watched romantic movies with pure jealously always wanting to find that perfect guy.. Wanting to make some sort of connection with someone.. Even if I knew things weren't connecting the way I'd want them to.