I went to a party a few months ago with a group of friends from school. there was one boy there that I have known for several years, we'll call him R. all night he was making comments about how I looked 'hot' and about my bum, I felt a bit uncomfortable and tried to just laugh them off. when the party was over alot of people slept round in the living room. i fell asleep on the floor with a duvet over me on my own. I woke up and R had fallen asleep next to me, I thought nothing of it and went back to sleep. I woke up again and R was touching me, he had pulled up my skirt and was rubbing my thighs and bum. I panicked and froze just hoping he would stop but he wouldn't. he tried to put his hand inside my knickers and I pushed it away and pulled my skirt back down. I thought he would stop but I was too scared to go back to sleep or move or even look at him. after a few minutes he started to lift my skirt up again and I pushed his hand away but he tried again and I was so scared. when i knew he wouldn't stop I got up and left the room and went to the kitchen alone and I felt so sick. I just sat there and cried until I fell asleep. the next day everyone stayed to have breakfast. R was laughing and smiling with everyone and I couldn't even look up from my plate.
I told a few friends what happened but they didn't really help, R has always been the joker of the group, nobody takes him seriously. I don't know what to do, I haven't seen him since but I'm so scared for when I do.
sometimes I feel like it was my fault or that I'm overreacting, I never actually said no or told him to stop and all he did was touch me but I can't help that every time I think about how I felt when I woke up to him doing that it makes me feel sick.