Our Love Story pt4: Kaitlin is an a-hole

Part One
Part Two
Part Three

SO after the sad first kiss, Nathan came over the next day and being the stupid girl I am, we kissed some more. I liked kissing Nathan. But it also made me sad because I was clearly not over old boyfriend. He sent me a message on facebook inquiring about our relationship status. A few days later we had a talk. THE talk. Where I told him I just wanted to be friends. But he doesn't give up very easily.

We continued to be friends but I was still heartbroken AND moving home for the summer in a matter of weeks. A relationship was a terrible idea. Nevertheless, I was a big jerk. I continually led him on. Flirting and hinting at things and we talked on the phone every single night. I still liked him, but I was stupid. There was one VERY sad night in which I invited him and another guy friend out to a party with me and some girlfriends. I ditched him the whole night and was super rude. Finally him and our friend left. A few hours later when I wanted to go home but my ride didn't want to, who did I call? Yep, Nathan. And he came and picked Jenna and me up at midnight and dropped us at home and was so sweet like I had never done anything to him. I don't deserve that man.

But here's the worst story. The one that still makes me cringe a little bit and Nathan loves telling it to make me sound evil.

It was my last day in Salt Lake. Nathan and I had known each other for about a month and a half. He asked if he could take me out for lunch that day and I said yes. We went to The Greek which is a cute place down town and then he took me to the rooftop of the Library which is beautiful and covered with gardens and has an amazing view. We got to the top and he smiled at me and asked if he could hold my hand. YOU GUYS. I said NO. I flat out told him no. When he was quiet I launched into my "we are just friends" speech that was no backed up well by evidence considering I was giving him every reason to believe I was in love with him. Which I almost was. But I wouldn't know that for a long time. Basically, I was a huge jerk.

He was quiet but still nice the rest of the date and he took me home and hugged me goodbye. I had just shattered his entire universe. I was an a-hole.

we both look terrible in this picture, but it's up on top of the library. moments after I shot down the hand-holding.

That night Jenna's and my ride to the airport fell through. We had no way of getting to our flight home the next day. Guess who I called? Guess who was so excited to be "the last person in Utah to say goodbye to me"? Guess who borrowed his roommate's car and went in late to work? Nathan. Seriously you guys. Could I be any meaner?

He carried our bags and walked us to security. I hugged him goodbye and was so sad but pretended I wasn't. I wondered what would happen to me and this boy in the future.