Personal Narrative: My First Hook Up

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It was no lie I was lonely, but no man in the past could fill the void in my heart. I was young when I let a night out go a little too far. The man I went home with was quite the smooth talker, he said all the right things. This wasn’t my first hookup, I hadn’t been in a committed relationship in over five years. In my mind staying single was easier, I couldn’t be hurt again if I didn’t get attached. That night with the man without a name, turned out to be what I thought was going to be my wildest adventure. Roughly a month after that hook up I made the decision to take a pregnancy test. I had been nauseated for a couple weeks, was more tired than normal, and had a headache that just wouldn’t go away. To me the three-minute wait felt like an …show more content…

He led me to his vehicle and opened the door for me, which was surprising, none of my past hookups had ever been this gentleman like. It was refreshing. Once we were both in the car, he started it up and pulled out of the parking spot. “I’ve seen you at every party the frat has every had, I know you can dance, out drink every guy in that house, and kick ass at beer pong but I don’t know your name. Mind changing that.” “Damn, kinda creepy, the name’s Ray, you? How long you been watching me at these parties before I caught you?” “A little while, hard not to watch you, I mean you tend to stay at the center of the crowd if you’re not playing pong or fixing up a drink.” “Fair enough, still didn’t answer my question. What’s your name?” “I’d lose my mysterious quality if I told you my name, now wouldn’t I?” “Hell man, I ain’t asking you to tell your life story, just your name. Just wanna make sure you’re not a murder who’s planning on killing me.” “If I wanted to kill you, I would’ve done so already and I wouldn’t have left an entire party worth of witnesses. My name’s

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