First of all, I would like for it to be stated that I have a "boyfriend." Sure, he dumped me for a week and did absolutely nothing to make me think that he enjoyed spending time with me whenever all he did was have sex with me. That made me so eerie as to what he did that week, especially whenever he grinded all up on some other girl at prom. It wasn't careless grinding by any means, it was some hardcore shit. That made me feel utterly upset. Especially since he acted like he wanted to be there with that girl more than he did with me, because he stayed by her the entire time. Many people are like "you deserve better." I always try to tell myself that. Then whenever I'm with him by myself, I just feel like I sort of belong, or something like that. It sounds shitty as fuck, I know, but it happens.

I went to Best Buy on Friday night after he had treated my friend and I like shit. Literally to the point that my friend walked out of where we were and told me she wanted me to leave because she "did not want to be treated like that." I felt like complete ass, and went to get my computer from Geek Squad. Normally it's the same person every single time, who has a girlfriend that I know. I'm okay with him, but sometimes he acts like I'm a complete dumbass. This time there was some cute guy that I had gotten so lucky as to get. He was blonde with these piercing blue eyes that you could PROBABLY see from across the store. Whenever I had asked for my computer, he replied with "OH, I JUST CALLED YOUR HOUSE. Normally we don't give people their computers without the papers, but I know it's you." And proceeds to open up my computer and have a conversation with me about how fucked up my computer is and the ~problemz it has. I started laughing whenever he asked me why I had an apple sticker on it. (I will forever be known for that by him, I swear) And our flirting went from there. He wrote on my recommendations to not spill anything on it, or throw it, and put his name at the bottom.

My friend thought it would be a GREAT idea to use her iPhone's tethering to my newly-fixed laptop and search for this guy whom we had just met while I continued my adventure to Taco Bell. While still logged into MY Facebook, she adds him. Later, while at a party, I checked my Facebook and noticed that I had a message. The message said "Pretty girl with the Apple sticker?" And immediately, I knew that something was up, and something had obviously happened right in that situation. We continued messaging as often as I got on as he was still at work, and eventually he asked for my number. Of course, I mindlessly gave it to him and we continued average cute conversation as normal people would. Until eventually it got to the point where TEXTING turned into SEXTING.

Of course, I know the rules for sexting. Sexting is legal as long as both parties are over the age of 18. I am 18, almost 19, and he is 21. This could be a good thing, or a bad thing. I felt so terrible sexting him in the beginning. Like i was such a sinner and it was something that I shouldn't be doing. Especially whenever he would mention her, and about how he wanted to 'fuck' me.

Today, the worst of all things could happen. The thing that was wrong with my computer in the first place, happened once again. I texted him, asking him how I could fix it, and he simply just replied with "come in, and it'll take about five minutes. I'll show you how to do it."

I had a doctors appointment out of town, and whenever I told my mom I had to go back there, she was totally okay with it. I get there and, almost immediately, I look across the store to see his cute face. He's the kind of cute that's irresistable. His smiles so damn cute. It must have been something that they knew I was there, or something, because the lady didn't question me whenever I came in with my computer, while they usually put stickers on them and freak out as to where you take them in the store. He took me to a different part of the counter, and started to peel off my sticker playfully, while smiling at me talking about how long of a day it was. It was mindful, cute, flirting. Because this time, it was intentional. DEFINITELY. Except some guy that decided to come over and be a party pooper. He tried.. Hard.

At the end of him teaching me how to stop my terrible problem he ended with "so now you don't have to come see me...unless you want to." I smiled, and my mom turned to me whenever we went into the parking lot and was like "he's cute." no shit.

He keeps asking me to do stuff with him. But I know deep down I'll probably fuck him. And it'll be a terrible situation. because he has a girlfriend... dumdumdummm.

FML.