When I was thirteen I dated this boy for two days.. This is that story. We met at a day were most of the kids were gone we just talked about things. I was pretty confused at the time about my sexuality and didn't really know where I was but I thought one thing I HAD to like boys'. So I pushed my self to like him saying it wouldn't be that bad. It was a Tuesday after school i was texting him and his dog had passed away. I was comforting him knowing the pain. He the same conversation asked me to be his girlfreind. I pushed myself into the relationship tellling myself 'This is what you want' 'You'll be happy'. I told my freinds and mom but I didn't like talking about it like I was embarrassed. Soon it was news I was dating someone but I didn't want to bring it up ever. He said I love you pretty fast and I pushed myself right into 'I love you too' I thought it was normal. I had to pratice for a musical and he told me he'd get me snacks give me a ride home or I should ask to come over. I hated the words "Come over" so I made excuses. After a day I was done I didn't want to bully myself into this relationship anymore... My ex best friend told me there was no way I was breaking up with him after a day when he was so in love. She made me stay for two months in a not good relationship. The end was he asked my other freind out when I was still dating him. We ended things on a rough note. I wish I hadn't dated him it would have given me time to figure out the reason I never went over to his house was I was asexual and afraid what would happen. I didn't like the term boyfriend because I was homoromantic. Instead after I had to ask myself what was wrong with me? and it was depressing to not know who you are. I finally figured out that was I was asexual homoromantic and I'm proud 🏳️‍🌈