Now, the advice you give me is probably everything I've been saying to myself but it somehow makes it easier if someone totally apart from the situation tells me the same thing.
I was out drinking one night and saw the cutest cute guy ever. So cute. And then a few weeks later, he was at a party I was at. We began talking and the next day he messaged me on Facebook saying 'I couldn't stop thinking about your cute as fuck accent last night' (some people for some mad reason think I have an accent). That was about a month and a half ago. And so the dance began!
We started hooking up, he was full of compliments for me, he texted me all the time. Then we were both at the same party, he kissed a girl on the cheek, barely spoke to me until I started talking to another guy, and then went out clubbing but wouldn't tell me where he was. We continued hooking up as normal (almost every second day) until one fateful Friday where he barely texted me. Then he said 'I have to bail on hooking up tonight.' My heart absolutely sunk. Later I found out he had to bail because he went to his hometown as his mum had a medical emergency.
While he was away I was bombarded with texts and phone calls from him and all seemed good. He was due back on Thursday, and we were gonna have dinner. When I asked him if we could eat at his place instead of mine he got REALLY angry and didn't speak to me for hours. Eventually he came over, we had sex. Then he went to his basketball game, came back to my place and we had sex twice more. In the morning he left and I barely heard from him all day. The next day I barely heard from him, but when a mutual friend of ours (a guy) came and visited me at work he got angry again. He talked about how he was so jealous because I keep seeing guys who want to fuck me, and how I don't even care about him, and how he hasn't hooked up with anyone cause of me and now he was gonna start doing it etc.
My whole night was ruined with my anxiousness and as soon as I woke up the next morning I drove to his place. He cuddled me, told me how he had feelings for me, how he didn't want a relationship so he wanted me out of his head, and how he liked me etc. I was generally pleased with how that went and we spoke a little bit that day. That night he went drinking again. The next day he texted me saying he wanted to talk, and my heart sunk yet again. He told me he had slept with another girl. I actually cried. He obviously felt really bad, but he didn't regret it and I think he's done it again since (this was only last weekend). Hooking up with random club girls is one thing, but I'm sick with worry that he's found a new cuddle buddy.
Yesterday, coincidentally the day I found your blog, we were texting and then he stopped out of no where. He gets annoyed when I don't text back so I said 'who's not texting now??!' and then he didn't reply. Then I asked if he was okay. He didn't reply. Then this morning I pranked him on a private number and he finally replied to my text. We're planning on hooking up tomorrow. Should I go? What should I do? Oh and he just got tagged in a picture on Facebook with the girl he kissed at the party. Fuck. Please tell me the honest brutal truth that I've been telling myself all along. I've read He's Just Not That Into You, but for some reason this kid is driving me mental.