Okay, this is about a guy who thank God was never my bf. But, my freshman year, my suitemates and I often visited some cool guys in the building next to ours. They were older, and maybe it was because we were freshmen that we were so naive and stupid. Anyway, one night this one friend of mine and I went over to this one room because the guys who lived in it had invited us to walk over to a party with them. They promptly got us drunk before we even left for the party and then took full advantage of our drunken states while we were AT the party. We didn't have sex with them or anything, but we did end up staying in their room that night. Well I, being stupid, thought that the guy actually liked me so I kept seeing him. One night, my friend and I were over there and we were friends with these guys' suitemates, so we went through the bathroom to visit our friends. When we were going back through the bathroom, we overheard the guys talking so we decided to stay there and eavesdrop for a bit. The guy who I liked was talking about some other girl and how it pissed him off one night cuz she decided not to have sex with him that time. They were talking about all these different girls they hooked up with. Well I should have just left right then, but I went back in there and acted like everything was cool. My friend and the other guy left, so it was just "my" guy and I alone. He tried to have sex with me, and when I said no he got all pissed off. So finally I just left and we didn't talk to each other after that. He failed out that semester.
