Sorry it’s so long.
Last year I lived with a group of people, a couple of whom I hadn’t met before, as they were friends with a coursemate who had a spare room when I was looking for a house. We all got on great, and it became apparent over a few months that me and a particular guy (call him H) were really close. People commented that they thought he fancied me but I didn’t entertain the idea at the time. Then, out of the blue after a night out, he came up to my room as I was about to go to bed and kind of lingered… sitting on my bed and making small talk… It was a bit weird and I felt a bit awkward but once I spelled out that I was going to sleep now, he eventually left. In my drunken confused haze, I mentioned it to another housemate who confirmed that H had told him he was going to “make a move on me”. I told him that I wasn’t interested and my housemate said that H just got the wrong idea as he thought I fancied him. Everything was fine from then on, I decided not to bring it up as I didn’t want to embarrass him and that was that.
Cut to a couple of months later and my feelings towards H began to change. I just started looking at him in a different way and it felt like overnight I just fell for him. I was kicking myself so hard for missing my opportunity as I knew he was now interested in another girl and that I’d obviously kinda rejected him. I was torn between whether or not to tell him how I felt but was scared in case his feelings had changed. I stupidly decided to confide in my housemate whilst drunk, who told me that he didn’t know how H felt about me now but that up until the night I ‘rejected’ him he “put in a massive effort with me” but that I probably shouldn't do anything as we'd already made plans to all live together again the following year. I felt that this was a good sign but since it was nearly summer hols decided to leave it until we got back and see how I felt then.
However, **** hit the fan on the night before I went home for summer when it came out that the guy I’d confided in had told H everything about our drunken conversation, including me being jealous about this new girl he likes. I felt utterly humiliated as everyone had been talking about it behind my back. Just before I went home, H came to speak to me in private. He apologised for the way it came out and said he wished I’d gone to him instead of other people. I said the reason I didn’t go to him was because I thought it was bad timing and I didn’t know anyone had told him. Nothing more was really said. He hugged me, wished me a nice summer, asked if “we were ok” and that was it. I spoke to him once during summer but resolved not to dwell on it.
When I got back after summer, things felt a little awkward at first and I was very self-conscious knowing that everyone knew what had happened but I’m quite proud of the way I’ve just gotten on with things. I’ve had a couple of ‘flings’ with guys at uni and me and H have gotten on really well. I left for xmas feeling so happy that things felt like they’d gotten back to normal and my last night out with my housemates was the happiest I’ve had in a year.
So I was bit shocked to find that during a bit of facebook banter with my housemates, one of my housemates’ friends who has only met me briefly came out with quite a nasty comment saying that the reason I was joining in on nights out with H was that I was so heartbroken that I wanted to make myself more attractive to him by going out with them and getting wasted. It felt like a kick in the teeth. I’m not really bothered what this guy thinks as he’s an idiot but I’m worried about where what he said has come from. The only conclusion I can come to is that H has been talking about me. I’ve found myself being so confused as I don’t understand why after 7 months since he found out I fancied him, the guys are still treating this as if it was yesterday when I've done absolutely nothing to fuel the gossip-fire since then.
I just don’t know what to think anymore and it all feels so one-sided as I still haven’t told anyone that the reason I even entertained the idea of me and him is because he liked me first! It also doesn't help that whenever I go out with H without his male friends I have people commenting that "he can't take his eyes off me" and "he def still likes you". I just want a different perspective on it all as I'm scared to bring it up again with anyone at uni.