Robert was one I had a crush on for quite some time. But as I lost all hope, I started hanging out with his brother Paul. One night, riding my bike home from their house, I hear feet running up behind me. I turn and see it's Robert. Out of breath, he says to me, "Paul said to come get you, so I did." I was thinking to myself at the time that it may have had other meanings than the obvious, and I guess I was right. I started hanging out more with Robert, though it was now mostly at my house. About two weeks later, he asked me out. I said yes after awhile because I wasn't sure what another guy's intentions were and I wanted to wait a bit. I made up my mind in about a week though, and began to see Robert. This was in the summer just before my senior year.
We went out for 6 months and 1 day exactly. I remember because our 6 month anniversary was Valentines Day, and he broke up with me the day after.
Strangely, there wern't any hard feelings, we are still good friend now.