this time you want him to do it. the first time was so long ago and now he says he likes you. you do not learn yet that this is just a ploy to use you. you are both in the backseat of his car. he said he wanted to drive tonight. it never occurred to you until later that it was so he could control when to stop and park the car. "what song is this" he asks when you change the song and you smile because he's trying to care. "kiss me by ed sheeran" you reply and then he does. you laugh and kiss him back. this time when his fingers trail down to your waste band you let them. he fumbles with the button but finally gets it undone. this time you pull your zipper down for him because you want him to do it. the next day he still wants to hang out with you. he texts you and keeps kissing you. it goes on for weeks. but you don't know until later that he never planned on kissing you for more than that. you don't find out until later that those times spent hanging out together stop completely. you haven't hung out as friends in weeks. he won't talk to you or respond to your texts. you are over him but still crave his friendship at least. he doesn't want it. no one ever does.