Dan - Right, so this fucking douche. I’ve known him since I was about four, we went to school together. So I was head over heels for this kid, even though he was “dating” my best friend at the time (in primary school, you “go out” with random people you don’t even speak to) and told him as much on the last day of school. He pretended he liked me to so that we could go out on a date, but then he fucking told me he didn’t mean any of it and broke my damn heart. We conversed a few times on MSN over the years and maybe caught glimpses of each other, but didn’t really see each other again until sixth form when our two schools joined. So by this point, I’m not exactly a babe but I’m not the awkward, hyperactive kid I was back then, I was sixteen and I gained me some boobs and some wits (tits and wits hehe), and we became friends. And we’re still friends now, unless you count recent events. It’s all very confusing, since we don’t ever see each other - he’s at home and I’m at university - but we used to text, snapchat, blah blah blah all the time. Then came the drunken phone calls and the like. His friends used to tease him about his supposed love for me, and even my best friend had to tell me, yeah he likes you but you don’t think that’s even a remote possibility so you deny it. It wasn’t until recently that I though, huh, maybe he does and he’s just going about it in the completely wrong way, so I thought I should back off since he knows that I don’t feel the same way. But then not two days ago he starts asking for nudes, as a joke obviously(?), but he’s like, you’re looking fit recently so I thought I’d try my luck. I know that’s a load of bullshit, he’s deliberately being a dick to piss me off, but then he starts telling me about this girl he was seeing, trying to provoke a reaction. When I gave none, we ended the conversation and haven’t spoken since. There’s so much other shit in between, but seriously, after sixteen years, you could fill a damn book with this drama.
