Of course we started out friends. We met in college and he graduated two years before me. We kissed a few times before I moved down to the city, but nothing more. When I moved down, we started hanging out a bit since we lived so close together. I knew it was wrong, but I was lonely and needed a friend. Whenever he got too close to me I would always move away, whenever he would put his arm around me, I would shrug it off. I tried so hard not to let anything happen. However the boyfriend was not happy with us in general and did not want to visit. One night, affair invited me over to pre-game and go out to the bar. We never ended up at the bar. We drank, played cards, and eventually he kissed me. It was hot- from what I can remember. After that, things were okay for awhile. We hung out once or twice a week. Then, because I was still in a relationship, I let it become a booty call. He would call every Friday and Saturday night for awhile after he was out. Most of the time I would turn it down, because I was trying to work on the relationship. Eventually the relationship broke up, and I really needed the affair to help me get over it. I guess the affair helped me break up with the relationship to begin with. Now, after 6 months of the affair- it is finally over. I heard he lost his phone for the fourth time and I am sure he will not be finding a way to get my number. I think I am okay with this- although it is kinda scary not having a back-burner person. Especially when Brad flakes on me. Relationship and I are kind of trying to work things out- but it is kind of impossible in the long distance way.
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