Oh I'm sorry. I forgot I only exist when you need something.

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I had my hair done and my makeup, I fit into my dress then I slipped into my high heels. I felt so beautiful, almost like a princess. I knew that he was going to miss out. My uncle let us borrow his new Range Rover to drive into the dance, it was my big night and I stopped caring about him. I joined up with my friends and had our pictures taken. He had arrived in a Limo, that's when my mom found out he had actually ditched me. She was pissed but I was just excited to get the night started. As the sun started to set, we just kept dancing. Every now and then I would catch him staring. My friend came up to me and said he wanted a dance so I said yes. We started to slow dance to 'Nothing' by The Script, it wasn't romantic but I had horrible butterflies. The song changed, and we stop dancing then he pulls something out of his pants pocket. He pulled out a condom, he wants to slow dance with me after just breaking up with me? I was finally catching on, he was using me. He played with my feelings and the whole time he was using me for sex? I pushed him away and ran to the bathroom bursting into tears. I didn't dance for the rest of the night and I didn't want to trust another guy again. My view of guys had changed for the worst.

Go back three months before the dance, me and two of my friends were getting food. A guy walks in and they both recognized him, they had hung out with him and I had never seen him in my life. My first thought about him was 'wow, he's probably a dork, but so am I so'. We started to talk and he seemed pretty chill. All four of us headed across the street to the Recreational center while he and my friend played Volleyball and I and my other best friend watched them. It was the last time I had saw him but then I got a friend request from him on Facebook maybe a month or two after the dance. My best friend talked him into messaging me as soon as she saw that he was clearly stalking my profile. We talked a lot, it turned into a friendship. It was almost like we were the same person. Days go by and we start to flirt, it was obvious to both of us that we liked each other. He had asked me out and I was so excited. Although, I was scared because i didn't think I could trust another guy again.

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