Ex into parentheses because I have never been in an actual relationship with this guy.
We had a quick story months ago after we started talking through a uni groupchat. I developed a big crush on him and he told me that he liked me, we decided to meet and I lost my virginity to him this day but it went too fast for him and we both weren't ready for a relationship at the time, plus we had a pregnancy scare after this, so we « broke up » on good terms. I asked him not to stay in touch, what we did. We didn’t talk or see each other afterwards.
Last month, 4 months after the « breakup », there was a party at the place where he lives and I was invited. At some point all my friends left, but I was drunk and panicked because I didn’t know where to stay the night. This, in addition to the effects of alcohol on my sexual and emotional hormones, made me text him on Snapchat and ask if he wanted to have sex.
He told me it wasn’t a good idea to see each other after what we’ve been through, with me being drunk and him sober, that things will be messy again. He said that I should think through it more and talk to him about this when I was sober or in the morning. I said that it was fine, that it was only for one night, and that I was over him. He finally told me that he could « give me a bed » but that nothing could happen and that I had to leave as soon as I wake up. I agreed.
Once I arrived in his flat, we went in his bedroom and he opened Netflix in his computer and asked me what I wanted to watch. We chose a show, played it, but obviously there was a huge sexual tension and we ended up having sex (a great sex), after a few seconds.
It was awful afterwards because he told me that he was trying to forget about our story and that me popping up and us having sex again was a huge mistake. I also cried at some point, realizing that I wasn’t actually over him. We had a weird argument about our whole relationship and why it failed. We promised that we’ll never talk again and didn’t sleep well.
When I left in the morning, we hugged each other and he told me « have fun hating me » as a goodbye.
I thought that things were cool but apparently not. He blocked me on Snapchat 24 hours after. And a few days later, I uploaded a story on Instagram and as soon as he saw it, he blocked me on Instagram as well. He didn’t block me on Facebook, but we both don’t use it anyways. One month has passed and I’m still not over it. What messes with my mind the most is that he hasn’t blocked his ex, who apparently has been terribly mean to him post-breakup, but he blocked me.
I would like to have some external reactions about this situation