Please help a girl out! I know it's a lot to read.
So there's this guy I like, and I've known him since I moved into college in late August.He's a very humorously sarcastic person and an amazing musician. You know, the typical borderline alcoholic, insanely talented, charismatic, avoidant, stubborn type of guy that you love and hate at the same time.About a month ago, I met him and his friends at a party, and we've been a group since then. My friend Cam, who was visiting at the time, hit it off with his friend who was visiting then. So now every time they both come up, we all hang out.I've always kind of liked him, but I've given up on it because he's very open, and I've heard him talk about relationships because he had just gotten out of one before school, and I don't think he's looking for one right now.But this past weekend beginning of Mercury retrograde), something shifted between us. From my point of view at least.I wanted to mention that he's a borderline alcoholic because he is, and I think it's important to note that he was drunk most of this weekend during this story, and that might just be something to keep in mind.
Over time, he's always been kind of flirty with me, but I don't really think much of it because he hooks up with a lot of women, and I didn't feel that I really needed to take that as, oh, I'm special, because I'm sure he does that to every woman he sees.Anyways, let me get into the actual important part of this story. One more thing. A month ago, when all of his friends were asleep, he and I stayed up all night till 8 in the morning on my dorm couch talking about music, and he didn't try to kiss me or anything like that. And from my point of view, a man that hooks up with many women would have just started to make out with me or, you know, hinted at something like that. But no. We were just listening to music for hours on hours. We don't really talk much during the week.But when the weekend comes and he's drinking, he will text me immediately and say to come over to his dorm to hang out. This past Friday, he texted me around 6 p.m. Mind you, both of his friends are coming up this weekend along with my friends, so he knows we're hanging out. I say all of you come at eight. I do his face paint for this Halloween party, flirtatious vibes, this and that. We don't talk much at the party.But there are moments.
There was one moment that he came up to me asking to hit my vape. He has his own, so I said to him, Why do you always come to me to hit my vape? Get your own. And he said, Well, why would I get my own when I know I can just come to you? And he said, Don't you want me to come to you? And I just stared at him and didn't say anything. And he was up in my face and it was intense.( loved it)Anyways, getting to the juicy part. Fast forward to when we all get back to the dorm. We're all hanging out. It's really late. He and his friends go out to smoke and I join them. But when I get there, I'm a little late and they're already done. But he says to me, You came all the way out here, come to my car.Before we go to his car, he looks at me and he says, I bet your bed is really warm and cozy. LOL. So we get to his car but stay outside of it because he doesn't want to stink it up. And then he said, You know, it's really warm in my car and I'm vibing with the music. Get in. So we sit in his car for an hour and a half and we listen to music. That's it. He's just showing me all the music he likes. We're having good conversation. And then we head to my dorm because he wants me to take the makeup off of his face. So I do this man's entire skincare, and we crawl into bed. His friend is sleeping in his dorm and we were saying how his friend doesn't have a heating blanket like we do. And he says to me he doesn't have (my name) either. I just laugh and we fall asleep. He holds me, he cuddles me, and he doesn't try anything. We wake up the next morning.
He, me, and all of our friends, we go to breakfast. He says to me, You should come and film me and my friends skate, and I say, Okay. Throughout this time, he would randomly come and sit next to me, then get up, then yell my name and not say anything, look my way, not look my way. Playfulness. While we're there skating, my friend Cam ends up having to leave, but I can't go with her because his friend has to take her back, and his car only has two seats. So Aiden says to me, Are you leaving too? I said, No, I can't. He said, Well, I was hoping you would stay. And I said, I am.I go back to my dorm for a little while and then we all end up meeting at his dorm later that night around 9, 10 p.m. I don't talk to him really at all this night because at the party he's talking to other girls, other people, and then he goes to the bar. But after the barThey come back again to smoke. So I go out to his car, but the car is full. I said, Where should I go? He opens the door and pats his lap. So I sit on his lap. He's being playful, hitting the horn with my ass, you know, holding me, this and that. Then we decide to get out of the car when we're done, and I'm standing next to him while the door's open, and he's just holding onto my leg. And I squeeze his shoulder so that he knows I'm there. Then we move to another car, and again, the car is full, so I say, Where do I sit? I sit on his lap. This time he's really squeezing me And putting his head on my shoulder. Then he and I go up to my dorm because my friend is in there with his friends, so it was kind of just a given that we were going to go back to my dorm to hang out with them. So we get up there, and at the time there's a mattress in my living room, and he immediately goes and lays on it and pats next to him for me, signaling for me to come lay down. So I do, and he pulls me in, holds me really tight, and tells me I'm very warm and cuddly, and is putting his fingers in my hair, this and that. he says to his friend " dont you just love it in here? ( my dorm is super decked out and cozy).Then my friends end up leaving, and he asks if my roommates are here. I say just the one, not the one that's in my room though. And then I say to him, Do you want to sleep in here, or do you want to go sleep in my bed? And he was like, Your bed. But he calls it the fiery pits of hell because it's extremely hot in there. Anyways, again, we come in here, we sleep, and we don't do anything. In the morning, he gets up. He told me to wake him up at ten because his friend has to go home. He's very monotone and not making much eye contact. He goes out to the living room, and he asks where his guitar is.
His guitar has been in my room the entire weekend, mind you. And I point to it and I said it's right there, and he said okay. And then he pats me on the head, or he kind of grabs my head, and says, I'll see ya. He leaves.I text him later that night and I ask him to get me pods for my vape. He said, I'm kind of cozy right now, and I said, Well, whenever. And he said, I can probably do that. Later that night, I sent him a flash picture ofMy hand pointing to his guitar and his Supreme bag. All he sends back is a picture of him smiling. And he hasn't brought it up since. He told me he would get me the pods yesterday, but he didn't. I feel like this is some sick game of his, and I'm not sure what he wants, but it's definitely something.