It wasn't supposed to go like this.

by Anonymous.

I have a boyfriend.
We've been dating for over a year now, and we're already trying the long distance relationship ordeal because we're going to different colleges. I think I'm in love with him. He's the best guy that I've ever been with, considering my last relationship was emotionally damaging. He treats me right; making sure I'm happy, trying to solve all our fights without getting mad, coming to my rescue when things are terrible with friends. He's the epitome of a "nice guy."

I have a summer job.
I've been working at my father's shop, and one employee has been there since my dad bought the store. He's seen me through my awkward middle school years up until right now, a college freshman. He's watched me grow up from behind the counter without really noticing me, or me noticing him. And now that we work with each other, everything has changed.

I have a problem.
He's five years older than me. He's been making the first moves, without knowing that I have a boyfriend. I can't tell him, or it'll slip out in front of my father, someone who wouldn't be able to handle my dating. He's a player, and my parents warned me about him before I started. He sings random songs about "not being able to get the girl" around me, compliments me, and calls me beautiful. He flirts with me, suggests that he wants me almost every day.

The worst part?
I think I may have feelings for him. And the more I write about it, the more songs I find, the more quotes I read, I fall harder.

It sucks.