“Te Quiero” he texted her,

As I lay in bed next to him

What classifies as cheating? What counts as crossing the line.

I met a guy a couple of weeks ago. We had mutual friends and got talking at a party. I was new to the city and he was welcoming and friendly. He made me feel at home. He was good-looking and funny. Picked on me in a playful way and always invited me out with him and his friends. I felt as though things were progressing well, until someone brought up his girlfriend in conversation. This came as a surprise to me. He didn’t mention her himself. Warning sign #1.

We were drunk at a party one night and went out for a cigarette, along with another friend. Casual conversation soon turned to relationship talk. This is were I gained more information on his situation, not that I was too bothered. He had been with his girlfriend for 3 months over summer back in his country and then he came back here for university, but she was coming to visit in a couple of weeks, so how hard could faithfulness really be? He was going to get to see her in no time.

From the way he talked about her I gathered that this was his first love. You know that feeling when you think you’re going to be with this person forever, but realistically, it’s just infatuation and you wouldn’t last longer than a couple of months. We’ve all been there. And if we haven’t then it’s a one in a million case. Because Let’s Be Honest, who actually marries their first partner?

A couple more nights out and this guy couldn’t handle it anymore. The smell of his testosterone overcame my lungs whenever he was in my presence. He’d do these cute little things like hold my hand in a club and smile at me when he talks to me. It was beginning to get a little bit inappropriate. He was standing a little too close.

In a situation like this I’d normally tell the guy to fuck off and go be a fuck boy somewhere else. But he didn’t have a fuck boy vibe. There was something so pure about him, innocent even. So good-natured and humble. A harmless creature, naive and still unharmed by the darkness of the world and the power of lust.

So when he asked me to go back to his place for tea after a cold night out, I thought nothing of it.

This is the reason I’m sharing this story. Is he really doing anything wrong? Is it wrong to get to know other people when we’re in a relationship? Is it wrong to explore our options once we’ve found one person? Does being in a relationship mean you can’t socialise? How are you supposed to know you’re with the right person if you don’t give anyone new a chance and try different things?

The Glasgow Boys (that made it on the blog) #1