This is a continuation of my freshman year…
A couple months later I started talking to this guy. He was about a year older then me. He was so attractive and I was very happy that he was taking an interest in me and I absolutely loved the attention he was giving me especially since he was an older guy.
This guy ended up being the first guy to use me and break my heart. We didn’t know each other for too long but I ended up sleeping with him and he became my first.
I remember multiple times he had asked me to come over and I kept saying no since I knew my parents would never let me go over to a boys house. I could tell he was starting to lose interest in me because one day he sent me a message saying that if I didn’t come over this one night that he was going to stop talking to me.
Of course I was upset so I gave in and told him I would sneak out at night when my parent were sleeping to see him.
That night I got dressed around midnight, walked from my bedroom to the basement, texted him saying I was leaving and snuck out the window. I started walking towards his neighborhood ( he lived in a neighborhood pretty close to mine, only about a 5-7min drive). To be continued…