When I saw his pictures, I thought: “now I understand why he has such personality, he is definitely exotic…but I will definitely not date someone like him. So, I decided that I will be kind and cute with answer. I replied:

“Dear Jesus! My eyes! Well, at least you are not an old fat man, but you are definitely…one of a kind… now I understand why you told me that not to many people and handle your beauty…”

I was shock for such…exoticism. Ok, let be real he was ugly, really ugly but he went from ugly to not that ugly. But later he went from a 4 to a 7. Still no the best score but hey…something is something. When he read my answer he was very concerned of what I said. He was very offended; honestly, I don’t know why unless he really thought that he really was super-hot…which I doubt and he immediately asked me for some photos as well. So, I sent him 3 pictures as well and I didn´t even bother to look for pictures where I look cute and he said:

“well, you are cute…my type indeed, but since you were rude to your daddy, I will have to say that after this I will probably say no to a future request!”

I said: “bitch wtf is on your mind? Like are you really that delusional? I am not asking you for something more than a friendship! Like wtf! Please, understand…I am not in the mood for such things…He asked my why and I told him everything…he later told me that he knew Michael, he was talking to him for some time but they never became close, he said that they just shared some words and that was all. But, he knew that I was still thinking about Michael. However, that upset him badly, didn´t know why…at that time.

From that day he didn´t touch that topic, he focused more in our friendship and he went from a nasty pervert to a really good friend! He was always there for me; we talked about everything and everyone! Sometimes he was partying and he was still texting me. I knew how he was very drunk and I don´t understand how he was able to send texts hahahaha they were totally understandable which is very surprising. He used to tell me about guys that he fucked once I a while and I honestly didn´t care about it. I was literally focused on Michael still, and he knew about it. One day, Andrew said to me:

“Hey, I know it is none of my business to ask about this but how do you feel about the guy you told some time ago? Do still think about him? I’ve notice that sometimes you don’t reply as you usually do…you ok?”

I honestly got surprised that he cared about it, after all he wasn´t that bad or at least not the jerk I thought he was, I told him that it was not easy for me to not care about that I thought it was the one (hahaha I know ! it is sooooo cliché! But I was in love…and stupid), and he said:

“I’ve had 2 boyfriends in my whole life you know… I know it’s hard to believe since you know that I was born to give love to all my big booty bottoms, but sometimes I get my blue eyes on a guy and you know…it’s hard to get someone out of your head, but you have to understand that we grow…we change, and we do it for good, you cannot be always feeling like shit because of some small dick brat. You have to admit that it’s a little confusing but then you will start to notice that you grow as a person, I have failed bad with my exs, but then cannot say that I didn’t try my best. We as teenagers are discovering what we like and what we don’t, and sometimes it´s ok to feel like shit but not forever…you are a cool guy! Don’t let a guy ruin you, otherwise I will have to kick your ass.... I want you to be happy…”

That day I learned that Andrew was a cute guy when he wants to. So, I decided to take his advice and start moving on. Days passed and I was thinking less about Michael and I started to do different thing like going to the gym hahaha I lasted only 6months but at least I lost some weight and I felt bomb! Day by day my friendship with Andrew became stronger and I started to think, maybe his not a jerk after all…one day he told me that he went to the beach and he got drunk really bad that ended in the floor of the hotel that he was in with his family and that all his stuff were in the bath tub and the pillows on the window hahahaha I don’t know what he was drinking but he did a mess on his room. He said that his brother was sleeping in the closet as well so I guessed that it is a family stuff. He took some pictures and said to me: I took some photos for you to see the place and me obviously, he sent the photos and I have to admit that the place was BEAUTIFUL, the hotel as well, when he sent me some pictures of himself, I saw them and I thought: “ ohh ok bitch, you are actually kind of cute, he was thicker and with a FUCKING SIXPACK! A FUCKING SIXPACK! How the actual fuck a party animal like him who ate like an animal as well had a fucking sixpack!? I was shocked…and he was looking cute and keep in mind that I said he was ugly, SO that was a surprise…a HUGE surprise! I said to him:

“Hey, you look great in those photos! I didn´t know you were in such great shape! I was shock when I saw that abdomen of yours!”

He replies:

“I told you I am a sex machine! I have to be presentable for my babies and to be cut as hell is what they like beside my dick of course… you think I look cute?” and I replied: Bitch, do you want to impress me that bad?

His arrogance killed it for me in that moment, I couldn´t believe that for a moment I really though...maybe we can…and then he spoke hahahahaha such a pity because I really thought that I could flirt with him. Days passed and I was still thinking about that fucker! I knew that when I realized that he was looking cute I was lost. I really liked him as a friend and now as a guy! I was fucked…I was literally fucked! It was just a matter of time for me to start developing feelings for him, so I decided to avoid him, I know it was not a smart decision but I worked! He got very angry at me, but it worked!

Days passed and I started to fell in love for that fucker…I hated it, he was so caring and funny that I couldn’t help but wondered: What if we? … And then I always stopped myself to continue thinking about it until one day I reach my limit, so one day I said to myself: “Ok One, you got this, you just have to let him know the way you feel, don’t worry, and if he says no, fuck it …your will block that bitch up from your life”. So, I texted him and told him:

“Hey, I need to talk to you about something serious…I have been thinking about you for the last few days, and honestly I think I might be falling in love… I don’t want to ruin or friendship since you and I are like twin-souls...or at least that is what I think…I don’t know... I just think that you are super cute and I want to be more than a friend”.