Handsy with me, nothing too major but J would place his hand on my thigh or slap my ass. The thing I was unaware of was that he was quite.
Which of course I told them I already knew that. So I'm unaware of a lot, however I was told by a few other close and oldest friends that he was in love with me. I'd be lying if I said I didn't occasionally have the lingering thought that he loved me however.Īs we became older and could drink legally (18 in the UK) we would go out on the piss and end up blind drunk. We stayed much the same for the rest of school. Which I tried my best not to, the catch was he admitted he was in love with me. He never came out to me because he was afraid of the way I would react, if I would distance myself. When we were 16-17 I finally got round to asking him if he was gay, he hadn't come out yet but it was painfully obvious. (Let's call him J) J and I have been friends for around 9 years now, we always got on really well at school and had the same sense of humor and life views. He doesn't know I know, because obviously I woke up.Īnyway, to set the scene a little. So the title is fairly self explanatory as to what happened. IF you are triggered by sexual assault stories I advise you do not read this.