I Like You. Maybe a Little Too Much, but You Can't Blame Me!

Scrolling through her newsfeed on Facebook... *ping* a random text from a guy she must have sent a friend request to a long time ago, she doesn't remember.

Hey there...Hi? How are you?I'm good, how's the beautiful lady doing?Wow... I'm fineDid I say something wrong?No, no, I'm just shook. You don't know, probably went through my profile once and you calling me beautiful. What do you want?Oh, I'm sorry if I offended the beautiful lady, I just wanted to know if the lovely lady would be up for a photoshoot, I mean I just got myself a camera and I thought I could perhaps take pictures of you?Are you serious? I mean I've always wanted a photoshoot but what's the catch, you can't tell me there isn't girls on your Facebook trying to get photoshoots or better yet hotter than me.Well, I won't lie and say there aren't any other girls but I choose you, your beauty is just exquisite, it speaks to my soul, I wouldn't let such beauty pass me by for some "hot girls." So what do you say? You're interested?You really don't waste time huh? Well, okay, when and where?

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That night went smoothly. He was annoying but it was nice because he was very straightforward, they exchanged numbers and started talking on the app. She didn't pay much attention to him because she knew he just wanted sex and she wasn't ready for that, she started losing interest and paid attention to other people and while she was doing that, he didn't stop talking to her, he kept asking her when he'd meet her? When they'd have a moment to just chill? She never responded until one day.

A couple of months later...

Hey? So you seriously don't want to meet up with me?Hi... No, I'm just busy right now and am going through a lot, so I don't need this from you.Well, tell me what's going on? I wanna be here for you as a friend, yes, I might have mentioned wanting to do some sexual stuff to you but that's only because I find you very attractive and find myself very attracted to you. That's not the point. Talk to me? Please.Arg, I said I don't need this from you right now, all you want is sex, acting like you care, my ass. You never cared and will never care okay, I'm mourning the death of my father I don't need you to be a pest and pretend to me, I've had enough of people just using me to get whatever they want! What's your damn problem? What do you want from me? I honestly just want you to leave me alone, just find something to do and leave me and mine alone...Well, first of all, I'm sorry about your dad. Secondly, it's not only about me having sex with you, what don't you understand? I care about you and I just want to be there for you okay, I know you're not at your best right now but you need a shoulder to cry on and I want to be that shoulder. Like I said, I haven't made this any easier but I don't care like genuinely care about you and I just want to be there for you, can you at least just give me a shot to come see you and be there for you. Whatever! I'll let you know when I'm back and you can come see me.Thanks.

After that day she knew she saw a different side to this guy that was pestering her, but she wasn't going to show it nor let him in. She knew that if she actually allowed him to come over, it'd be too late to turn back but she took the risk anyway!