I went through my boyfriend's phone when we was on holiday together and found he had been texting girl. From the texts it was hard to tell if they had seen eachother, but she said something along the lines of 'I can't wait to come over and see you' (and I later found out she lives in Isle of White, but used to live near us) so they knew eachother from before but hadn;t met up whilst I was with him. I got that sick feeling rising up in my throat, and I started to feel faint aswell. He was in the shower at the time, so I was wondering whether to confront him or just forget about it. I cried, and decided there is no way I could ever forget. So I confronted him, and he was just silent. Then he swore to me it was nothing...he had been in the pub a few nights back with his mate and they thought it would be funny to text, things just escalated. If it wasn't for us being on holiday (in the middle of nowhere aswell!) I would have walked without turning back. But we talked and cried together and I realised I didn't want to be without him. People probably think I'm stupid, but believe me, if we were at home not on holiday, I would not be with him now. It's only because I coudn't escape him for a week that we talked things through. I'm still bitter about it to this day though, deep inside. But hey, what's done is done.