There's a first time for... everything

It was October 4th 2020 and I went to meet one of my friends. I didn't know he was bringing some of his friends out as well, there was this one guy who stood out from everyone else, he was tall, sexy, so brave but also a bad boy. I loved that about him, a sexy bad boy. I call him L. We spoke for about 5 minutes until I turned to my friend and told him that L was cute. I didn't expect him to tell him! Time went on and I got to know L a lot more. I learned he like to game, party and spend his time outside. He didn't have a house, he was homeless and was placed in a hotel by the council. As time went on, I moved into a shared house and offered L to stay with me a few nights a week. He accepted! We stayed up most nights watching TV and cuddling on my single bed, it was a bit of a squeeze but we managed. We would go out for walks and party with friends, mess around in my room throwing sticky window stickers at the wall which dyed it red and green, it was such good fun! We had a dip in our relationship when he cheated on me with someone much prettier and skinnier than me, it made me feel rotten. I felt ugly, fat, unlovable. We spoke about it and parted ways for a couple weeks and I forgave him in the end... Time went on and I moved into a different shared house... A closer house to his hotel! I was ecstatic. We did lots more together, field walks, going to town, going to the park by his mums whilst he run around for one of her delicious cheese sandwiches, they were so good! His family didn't know about me at the time, he just wasn't ready to tell them and that was ok! I was okay with how we were, and the way it was going, so far...