I wish our friendship led to something more.

I'm a bisexual guy, 17, and in high school. I was admitted to the psych ward of a hospital in September 2013, and stayed there for 6 days. While in hospital, I met this cute guy (let's call him XXD) and we became fast friends. XXD, for the first 2 days of my stay, was my roommate.
One night, he went from really great to real bitchy. He woke me up in the middle of the night, and in his bitchy mode {during the night while everyone else was asleep}, he took his shoes off, threw them across the room, and told me to go get them. He also made me say my full name out loud, and if I didn't say it loud enough, he would make me scream it out loud. He also made me go into the tiny closet the hospital had.

My confession is that I secretly wished to have s** with XXD the entire time I stayed in the hospital. The second day of my stay, I gave XXD my cell number. He said he would remember it--but he obviously didn't, because I got no texts from him after I left the ward and was given my cell phone.

We almost slept in the same bed together, but one of the workers came in and told us not to do that; that it's against the rules. In my head, I was p***** that the worker caught me and XXD.

The last day that we were roommates, I hugged XXD and told him "Don't ever be afraid to hug me." I craved his touch.

I found him on Facebook a couple months ago though, and added him. He added me--but when I went to message him, he never responded to me.

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