I know its long! but without detail the story isn't right! HELP!
Once upon a time, when i was 14, I met this boy who was 16. Me and my friend met him, i should say. We were, you know, just fooling around being girls making up lies about this and that, not taking him seriously obviously. We made up all sorts of retarded ****, because lets face it, 14 year old girls don't have huge lives. Well, at least we didn't ha. We told him we were 16 too, because we thought we were trying to be cool....fail. Anyways, one time i talked to him alone, without my friend, and it was at least 6 am until i got to sleep. My friend quickly forgot, but i stayed talking with him. We used to ask each other everything and we became really really close. He calls me usually every night before bed, we skype, and i've even chatted with his mom haha. she's a very nice lady. Back to the present, I'm 16 now, he's 18, and he thinks i'm 18 too. We never really talked about age until i realized it had been so long, that id look straight out of the psych ward if i had to explain why i lied and never told him. I basically just went along, which clearly was a stupid idea. I'm going to visit him this summer, should i tell him now? or should i wait? or is this whole situation just ******? Some advice would be nice. Thanks in advance