I’ve been hanging out with this boy lately, and he’s one of the sweetest people I’ve met in a long time. Every time we hang out, it’s for a really long time, usually between 10 and 14 hours, and the time flies by. We hung out for the first time two days before Valentines day, watched soccer, played video games, ate dinner, and talked about so many different things and the discussion went so well and came so easily for both of us. There was never an awkward pause. Eventually we got kicked out of the commons of our school because it was too late and we were snowed in, so we decided to go to his room and hang out. He was introducing me to music I’d never heard and I was doing the same to him, and at one point we were watching a music video and I caught him looking at me a few times out of the corner of my eye and then looking away and sort of laughing like he was embarrassed and I thought I knew what he was going for but wasn’t quite sure, but it kept happening so I just thought “okay well I guess I’ll just go for it and we’ll see if this is what he’s trying to accomplish” so I leaned in to kiss him and after that we just kissed for three hours straight and then I had to leave and he walked me back to my place and kissed me goodnight and left. He asked me to be his valentine in the dorkiest way, by handing me a roll of smarties, and it was the cutest thing anyone’s ever done for me, it was great. We hung out all day and night that day and talked a lot again, just about a ton of different things in life, ate dinner again, and everything was just coming so naturally. We watched a movie and afterwards obviously started making out again (to music, again) and it escalated a little but not a lot, still stayed pretty PG-13. But when I had to leave that time, as I was putting my shoes back on, putting my coat back on, and getting my stuff, he was just watching me, looking at me like those boys in the movies look at the girls, and it was dim in the room and the moment was so soft and beautiful that I didn’t even know how to process it, and when I left I couldn’t stop smiling for hours. We haven’t actually hung out since then, and I’m not sure if it’s because we’re both busy, or if he doesn’t want to. Last night I was performing in a concert and he came to watch me and dressed up all nice and looked so good and he sat with my best friend and my mom and sister and it was the first time he had met them all and they got along so well, but I feel like that might have scared him a little since it’s so early and he already met my mother (even though it wasn’t my idea). Really I just can’t tell if he’s nervous and doesn’t know how to make the next move, or if he just isn’t interested in making the next move. Help?