My ex ... Meet ...

With him we met in the first year of university. Than he interested me, but rather surprised me with his appearance. Imagine only we entrants, 18, 17 years old, enter adulthood, get acquainted and here among the adult girls and boys a boy appears, a fifth-grader in appearance. At first I thought he came with someone, someone's brother. But no, it turned out that this boy is still a year older than me. He was in a parallel stream.

We with the classmates quickly found a common language. Our group was small but friendly. And all the students of our branch, from different streams, gathered at the lecture. Over time, we already knew everyone, about 150 people. With their girls from the group, we often talked about guys who liked who. Everyone was discussing, and when it came to this boy, they laughed and said that he still needed to grow up. And as it turned out, I really liked this guy. At one of the lectures, he sat down behind me, patted me on the shoulder and asked my number, allegedly referring that he was just getting to know everyone, taking numbers to ask what if necessary. But I did not give him the number, brought the conversation in jest. And, later he found me in social. networks, we began to correspond, he called me to meet, but I did not give him any hope. Although, honestly admit then I noticed that he was interesting and looked childishly cute. He had a growth-to me by the neck, the physique of such a strong teenager, his hair white, his brows black, his eyes blue, slightly tongue-tinged nose, plump lips, skin tender, light, without cones, no bristles at all. Lichiko lit up with some kind of childish mischief. A little boy-boy. Then I had a boyfriend and I completely stopped talking with that boy. He, too, did not insist, but he had social networks. First love, going to the movies, walking, then I left my boyfriend, somehow stopped loving, met another, youth, windy gusts and all that. But, of course, within the reasonable, I did not allow any further kisses. In my head I was holding the image of an ideal, for which I will marry and only after the wedding, everything will happen to me.

And, then it happened that one of my guy offended me greatly, and even started calling me, calling me names. I was afraid of him and often cried, I did not know how to distract myself from him, from his calls. I wanted to get drunk so as not to be afraid, but there was nobody with whom, my girls do not drink, not with their parents. And then I sat, looked at the list of my friends in the soc. networks and decided to write this boy. He answered, he wrote very competently, beautifully and interestingly, distracted me, I did not tell him my problem. But, hinted, when he told me how they are resting with friends, they drink cognac, that I have never tried cognac. His answer did not keep me waiting long. He said - "Why did it happen? Let's meet tomorrow after the steam, I'll treat you, try it. " I agreed. After the couples, at 16 o'clock we met with this boy, with us there was also his friend, also of small height, but on the face it is visible that the adult. We went to the store, he bought cognac, chocolate, lemon. Ah, I found 100 rubles in this store, the mood has already risen. We went to an empty children's playground, the weather was good. I drank, I really did drink cognac for the first time, I thought he was strong. And then they talked, laughed, I had fun with them. Still began to ride on this rocker. Well, in general, well distracted. Home came drunk, but tried to stay and even my mother did not notice, although I fell off the chair while talking to her. And since that time I have often corresponded with my boy, my classmates have me podkalyvali that I meet with him. Proposals to become his girl he did not do to me. Ah, just once took and kissed me, and as soon as I reached out. I did not have any love for him, but she was. He was able to speak very beautifully, it's a pity he was the only one that he could. He did not keep his words. But about that incident with my abuser, he comforted me well, said that he had a lot of friends, that if he got me, they would beat him well and that he would "tear me apart" for my sake. This expression I really enjoyed. Yes, girls can really love ears. After all, it's hard to imagine that a boy, a fifth grader, is tearing up some big guy. What worried me over time was that he always and everywhere went only with friends, always accompanied, when I asked why you did not go out with me on a date alone, he answered - "Ah, suddenly on us someone will attack, I alone will not shatter, this is for protection. " I was a little pissed. But it was fun with him, once we went with him and his friends to a nightclub - we were all missed, but he is not there, he already showed his passport and friends began to prove that he was an adult, but the guard did not let him in, he said "You look like a child, "then we laughed and went to another club. And, even with him it was difficult to kiss and hug, had to bend all the time. And all would be nothing, but I really did not like that he smoked two packs a day and drank often. I asked him to quit smoking for me, but he said that they do not like something for love, but love against it and that he will not quit smoking. And then I threw it. Although this was not one weighty reason for our parting, the second was that I somehow asked him- "Why do not you keep your words, he promised me a lot, and even appoints an elementary meeting, but he does not come himself. He said that he does not see anything bad in this if the guy is a little lying. I asked, so you're a balobol, he said, but you can call it that. We parted as not clearly, as they began to meet. After this separation, he continued to communicate with me. But, so nothing serious with us and it did not work out. Maybe he really is still a boy.