PinkFloyd
April 19th, 2017, 08:32 PM
Okay, this is a thread I've wanted to make for a few weeks now, but I never really buckled down and wrote it for a variety of reasons. I felt guilty about how I feel. That being said, here it is, the whole story. I hope i can get some advice out of this. It's gonna be a long read. Oh, another thing. I'm not condoning underage drinking or anything like that. It's just part of the story.
So I've had this very close female friend since April of 2014. I'll call her Brianna. Brianna and I have been best friends for three years now. Her and I became best friends that summer of 2014 due to a mix of being genuinely good together as friends as well as this underlying sexual tension that we both felt, but didn't want to bring up. That said sexual tension reached its peak at the end of August of 2014 when her and I had this plan to take part in the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge. Back then, I was 16, so my 16 year-old brain realized that the Ice Bucket Challenge was not only for a good cause, but that my uh.. attractive friend would have a bucket of ice-water dumped on her.. In August. While she was wearing a white tanktop. My brains took WAY too long to put the two and two together.
Well, the night before the challenge, she sent me this text at around midnight. The text was her saying she left something in my room, and wanted me to find it for her. Well, what it was was a love note. It was her way of saying "I like you." A lot of time and preparation went in to this note, and I was blown away to say the least. The next morning, I went over to her house to talk about the note and what it meant for our friendship.
I'll be honest, I don't remember much of what we said. We just went to our friend's house because he was throwing a small get-together with alcohol. Being stupid 16 year-olds, we were all in on that offer, so we headed over. When we got there at about 1 PM, the drinking started. Neither me nor Brianna got super drunk or anything like that. We were at a halfway point between buzzed and blackout. Her and I began doing sexual forplay-like things. That's all I'm going to say as far as that goes because of the rules, and it really isn't integral to the story at all. All that matters is that I didn't have sexual intercourse with my friend. By the time it was time to leave, her and I decided to have sex at her house. I got really close, but the forces of nature didn't let it happen. I missed. I wasn't able to drive the car into the tunnel.
And honestly, that was a very good thing. I don't know what it would've done to our friendship say we had done it. I awkwardly left, got home, and told me parents EVERYTHING except for the alcohol. I said how I almost fucked my friend and stuff, and they gave me advice on what to do. The next day, I gave her a call and apologized profusely. She accepted my apology, and we were good. We still are. Two and a half years later, her and I are still best friends. We actually joke about the whole ordeal from back then.
Alright, now here's the kicker. Now that I'm single, I asked her how to get a girlfriend because honestly, I've only had two real ones, and both asked me out, not the other way around. Brianna told me "Well, you're an attractive guy that has that 'cute' look,' so it shouldn't be hard to find someone." That threw me through a loop. I realized I still have feelings for her. They aren't really strong or anything, but they're there for sure. I think they always have been, but I had juts pushed them away.
All in all, my hot female best friend of three years that I have a tiny bit of sexual history with, called me cute recently. Is that evidence enough that she likes me? I don't want to ruin our friendship.
So I've had this very close female friend since April of 2014. I'll call her Brianna. Brianna and I have been best friends for three years now. Her and I became best friends that summer of 2014 due to a mix of being genuinely good together as friends as well as this underlying sexual tension that we both felt, but didn't want to bring up. That said sexual tension reached its peak at the end of August of 2014 when her and I had this plan to take part in the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge. Back then, I was 16, so my 16 year-old brain realized that the Ice Bucket Challenge was not only for a good cause, but that my uh.. attractive friend would have a bucket of ice-water dumped on her.. In August. While she was wearing a white tanktop. My brains took WAY too long to put the two and two together.
Well, the night before the challenge, she sent me this text at around midnight. The text was her saying she left something in my room, and wanted me to find it for her. Well, what it was was a love note. It was her way of saying "I like you." A lot of time and preparation went in to this note, and I was blown away to say the least. The next morning, I went over to her house to talk about the note and what it meant for our friendship.
I'll be honest, I don't remember much of what we said. We just went to our friend's house because he was throwing a small get-together with alcohol. Being stupid 16 year-olds, we were all in on that offer, so we headed over. When we got there at about 1 PM, the drinking started. Neither me nor Brianna got super drunk or anything like that. We were at a halfway point between buzzed and blackout. Her and I began doing sexual forplay-like things. That's all I'm going to say as far as that goes because of the rules, and it really isn't integral to the story at all. All that matters is that I didn't have sexual intercourse with my friend. By the time it was time to leave, her and I decided to have sex at her house. I got really close, but the forces of nature didn't let it happen. I missed. I wasn't able to drive the car into the tunnel.
And honestly, that was a very good thing. I don't know what it would've done to our friendship say we had done it. I awkwardly left, got home, and told me parents EVERYTHING except for the alcohol. I said how I almost fucked my friend and stuff, and they gave me advice on what to do. The next day, I gave her a call and apologized profusely. She accepted my apology, and we were good. We still are. Two and a half years later, her and I are still best friends. We actually joke about the whole ordeal from back then.
Alright, now here's the kicker. Now that I'm single, I asked her how to get a girlfriend because honestly, I've only had two real ones, and both asked me out, not the other way around. Brianna told me "Well, you're an attractive guy that has that 'cute' look,' so it shouldn't be hard to find someone." That threw me through a loop. I realized I still have feelings for her. They aren't really strong or anything, but they're there for sure. I think they always have been, but I had juts pushed them away.
All in all, my hot female best friend of three years that I have a tiny bit of sexual history with, called me cute recently. Is that evidence enough that she likes me? I don't want to ruin our friendship.