I had crush on him and I started to hyperventilate.

It was a late night at the club with everyone liquored up except me. My friends and I got tired of drinking and dancing.

So, we headed back to the dorms to eat and drink a little more. But, I had no idea what to expect that night. As we parked, my girl Amy had seen a body form standing in the parking lot shaking. The girls and I were rooting for him until his pants fell to his ankles and roots turned into boos.

I couldn’t help to think that I have a class with him and I have just seen him in the worst way imaginable. But, he had to be gone off the liquor because he was just popping and not realizing his bulky pants came down on this lanky body. But, it was hilarious.

At the dorms, all my friends were a little bubbly and trying to tiptoe past the R.A.’s room hoping she won’t hear us. Janet began feeling sick. So, we all ran into the drinking room before the R.A. could open her door.

Momentarily, we called up a couple of guys to the floor and drank while watching a flick. As you may know the noise got a little loud so I left before the R.A. busted us.

It was boring in my room so I went outside to see the starlit sky. When sitting on the porch I spotted my foreign cutie JT, walking up the steps.

So I sobered up and smiled but deep inside my heart was melting like a chocolate candy in his hands.

I had a crush on JT since the day I got to this college. His eyes captured me glowing beautifully in the night of a divine blue. He then smiled back as if he knew I had crush on him and I started to hyperventilate.

He asked me if I was okay? And began to caress my back with his clammy soft hand.

Once I caught my breath I asked him how has America been treating him? He laughed telling me that it is the best and about the same from where I am from. The drinking and overall fun of hanging out with great friends; it has been great. When getting to know him I could only think about how I’m not his type. But what is his type? I’d rather not ask. But if I don’t know, I will never know.

Smilingly, I finally got up enough courage to ask him what he looks for in a woman. He grinned and told me, “She has to be smart and beautiful inside along with the outside. She has to be more than the average woman”.

So, I replied in a blunt voice, I’m more than the average woman because I am who I am and no fake person can ever be me on their best day.

He looked at me laughing to reply, in a serious tone, “I know you are more than an average woman and that’s what I like about you.” As he held my hand he pulled me closer and placed his sweet lips upon my cheek. Right then, I felt every nerve in my body pulsating like a racing motorcycle. It was a feeling I couldn’t let go that night or any other nights of my life because I love him and he loves me.

A drunken night of love can have its good, bad, and ugly. But my drunken night led me into the arms I would never leave, the hands I will always hold and the true love until we are old.

And from my experience in college I learned it is best to not pretend and be who you know you are for someone to love who you are.