As I returned home I waited for a message, and Instantly had one. He admitted he really liked me and would love to see me again. This time, it was almost immediately, the next day.
I was due to meet him, but couldn't get hold of him. I knew he had already left for the train but couldn't gain contact, in desperate efforts I rang his father. His father said he was selling his phone and should be in the area so I thanked him kindly and went to look. Within five minutes I'd found him, he apologized immensely that I couldn't contact him, I didn't mind, as long as he was okay.
He suggested we went to exmouth, hr was bored and would love to take me to the beach, so I agreed and we jumped on the train. As we jumped off the train he said he was hungry so I asked if he wanted to grab some food. Our first meal was at the powder monkey in exmouth. We sat down and just generally had a chit chat, but all of a sudden he told he thought I was perfect, I was utterly stunned considering how beautiful I thought he looked.
So he asked if I was cold, I must admit it was freezing so he took me back to his place to get a few warm clothes, I didn't think I would meet his father so early on. Although is father seemed polite and very welcoming along with his partner, it was really nice to feel so welcomed. After saying our goodbyes, we headed to the beach. Apon arrival he suggested me take along the beach, he took me along the beach, held me and stood in silence, I think we were stunned by the beauty of the scenery. With that we took a walk and ended up in a little hut that overlooked the sea, it was stunning. I'd never felt so comfortable with someone who I had known so little, he made me feel at ease. We talked about our lives, and general things it was lovely honestly lovely. I didn't know much about him but I had this ridiculous feeling that I could potentionally love him.
At this point, we hadn't kissed. So we were laughing and he grabbed me told me I was beautiful, with that I melted and that was it we locked lips, it was the most intense yet warming feeling, I knew I was smitten.
The hours just flew by and it was time to go, it was late but he walked me back to the station. It was so hard to say goodbye, but I knew it wouldn't be long until I saw him again.
A few days later I had asked him to stay one evening, although I didn't know he had been drinking. He jumped on the train and I met him at the station, he'd been drinking heavily with his friends he had said. He seemed a little different, clingy. That evening we spent time together and had a general giggle, it got to about 12am and we started settling down. We had a cuddle but he had other ideas, his hands just wandered, I wasn't bothered but as we got intimate I was in seeding pain, I had to ask him to stop. Most people would have been understanding but he seemed seethed, angry and disheartened I was so confused. I hadn't seen this side of him, he was so distant, eventually I grit my teeth and got intimate. It was so painful but I carried on, I didn't want this guy to be angry.
The next day we had to pop in town for some new things for his flat, he mentioned that I could stay at his that night so I agreed, although the way he was acting was disgusting. He ignored me and talked to my friend, I was so hurt that I said I had to go. I said goodbye and said I would see him later.
That afternoon I received a text from Stephen asking what time I would be meeting him, I was so hurt by his actions a few hours ago I broke it off, we only had been together a week, it wasn't very serious, with that we didn't speak for two weeks.
A few weeks later, I forgot I still had his number and thought I would give him a text. I messaged him and asked how he was, he told me he had got a new job at the sandy bay park in exmouth and was extremely busy with working each day and football training. The conversation turned to out relationship and he admitted he missed me, I told him I ended things because of how disgusted I was with his actions the previous week. We spoke about things and agreed to meet a couple days later, this time I would be staying at his new flat.
The day arrived and I met Stephen in Exeter with his father, we jumped on the train and headed to his flat. I knew he didn't have a lot of money, but I expected him to have essential furniture. My expectations were short lived when I saw he only had a mattress on the floor and an old school TV.
That evening it was freezing, he only had a sleeping bag for warmth, a single on at that. I felt uneasy, uneasy he couldnt provide myself and himself with essential bedding, but I accepted it and tried to sleep.
