Being a 18 year old girl and not having a boyfriend in over 2 years due to a horrible breakup I wanted to move on. It all started a few weeks ago when a friend of mine invited me to go to the beach with her, her boyfriend and his roommate. She told me she didn’t want to be the only girl there so I agreed to go. When I first met him I thought he was odd. Cute, but odd. He is 22 and I wasn’t use to hanging out with people that old. I wasn’t quite sure how to act around him. At first I tried to be “cool” but I gave up after maybe an hour of that and just decided to be me! I mean why does it matter what he thinks? When we got to the beach we began to talk more. He made me laugh a lot and he would always look me in the eyes which I loved. Normally I always find brown eyes to be “boring” but his were so different from the brown eyes I normally see. I cant help but smile when I look into his eyes. We got to know each other a lot better. I learned about his family and where he came from. That he would be leaving in a month to go back home (which was very far away from where we are now). My friend and her boyfriend decided they wanted to go out to eat at a restaurant, so we all went. When it was time to pay I was ready to pay for my own meal but then he tells the waiter that we are on the same tab and he pays for me. Well to me that means a lot because I have never had a guy buy me dinner before. Let alone any meal. I was very impressed because he was being so nice to me and yet I had just met the guy. On the ride back from the beach he sat in the back of the car with me and we fell asleep holding each other. My friend wanted to stay at her boyfriend’s apartment that night and I had agreed to stay there to with the guy. Now im not normally the girl who will make love to someone on the first night but there was something about him that I just wanted to. That was the first night I had stayed at a guy’s house. I felt so comfortable in his arms and I fell asleep in a heartbeat. I loved how he held me and how he kept me warm at night. He had to wake up the next morning to go to class and before he left he kissed me goodbye and I fell back asleep. I didn’t see him for two weeks but we texted a lot. Then my friend invited me to go camping with her and a bunch of other people, one of them being him. Again I agreed to come, I wanted to spend time with him before he left. I got to see him the night before we left and we cuddled on the couch talked and made love again. At this point I figured maybe he didn’t like me that maybe he just wanted s**. I told my friend and she disagreed with me strongly saying he’s not that kind of guy. I began to believe her thinking if that’s all he wanted then why was he so sweet to me? Why would he cuddle me? Why would be call me baby/babe? Why would he smile and kiss me? I mean I’ve been used for s** before and this was so much different from that. We went out to eat that night with everyone that was going camping with us. In the middle of dinner they pulled him aside and asked him if he did like me. Then they pulled me aside and told me what they had asked him and that he didn’t answer them and that he probably doesn’t and that I was right. I didn’t really care that I was right or wrong. I was to the point where if he gave me the time of day id give him whatever he wanted. Feeling as if no one wants to be with you for 2 years makes you want attention from anyone who will give it to you. So I acted as if they didn’t say anything and continued to cuddle, kiss, and hug him. We left early the next morning so we would make it to the camp early. We made a lot of stops and when we did he would come up to me and hold me a little and kiss me (we had guys in one car and girls in the other). I thought it was cute but everyone else got kinda mad that I was letting him do this to me. When we got there everything was fine we had fun. We walked down to the lake just me and him and talked the whole time about his family and what hes going to do when he gets home. I told him about my past and what I want to do when I get out of college. It ment a lot to me that we talked about stuff and got to know each other even more. When we got back to camp we sat and looked at the stars he kept putting his forhead on mine and kissing me randomly saying how pretty I looked in the light. That night we made love again but in the tent. He didn’t cuddle me that night though. He just laid there and fell asleep. I figured it was because it was so hot that it would be uncomfortable to hold each other. The next morning I woke up first and sat outside. When he got up he didn’t say anything to me. Instead he just walked down to the lake like I wasn’t even there. I left with some friends to get water and breakfast when we got back he was just sitting at the table and didn’t say a word to me. He didn’t touch me that whole day. I was the one who kissed him first. I felt as if everything was falling apart but i wasn’t supposed to care! He’s leaving in two weeks. This is supposed to be just some guy. That’s when I realized I like him. When we were in the car I texted him a message saying that I wanted to tell him something before he leaves and I never see him again. So I texted him and told him that I liked him. That I wish he didn’t have to leave but im happy that he will be home with his family. I told him how I will always remember him and this trip that I would miss him when he leaves. He never replied and when we made stops he didn’t get out of the car to talk to me. I began to worry that I had creeped him out. Originally I was supposed to stay at his apt with my friend that night but her boyfriend said he nor the guy wanted me to be there. We stopped at a restaurant before we all got dropped off. The guys were going to get dropped off at their house and girls at theirs so we stopped to talk and say our goodbyes. He sat next to me and talked to me and smiled at me like nothing happened. I didn’t talk about the text because I wanted the moment to last. After the restaurant I gave him a hug and we went our separate ways. At least that’s what I thought. I was the first person to get dropped off and when we stopped at my house I saw the guy’s car was behind us. So I went up to the car and knocked on the window asking him why they came and he just kept saying I don’t know. He kissed me and told me goodbye. Later that night he text me telling me he told the guy to follow us. When I asked him why he did that he said “Why does it matter” I wasn’t quite sure what to say to that. That was yesterday and now im here because I don’t know what to do. He leaves in two weeks and after that I will never see him again. I have a pic of My friend, her boyfriend, Him and me as my background on my phone and I cant help but smile every time I see it. Daylight by Maroon 5 is a song that reminds me of him. I want to text him about it but I feel like if I did he wouldn’t reply. I feel so lost.