Women Share Their Worst 'Nice Guy' Experiences

Every woman will always want someone friendly and fun to be with. There are many guys out there, but for some people, a kind guy is somewhat hard to find nowadays.

The people from the Reddit Community shared their worst experiences with whom they thought was a “nice guy” but ended up being the most horrible one. Check these out!

1. Completely Off

My kids were all best friends w/a neighbor kids who were the exact same ages. Their dad and I hung out since we were both stay-at-home parents.

One day, he asked me if I wanted to see a photo he had taken. I'm all "sure," thinking it was a funny kid shot or whatever.

It's a freaking guy’s private part pic. What's worse is that it’s his own pic.

Ushouldknowthat

I’ve had multiple run-ins with Nice Guys™️ , but one that really stands out to me happened when I was in my early teens.

I started talking to him because his seat was across from mine in class, and he was easy to talk to. After about a week, he sent me multiple long Facebook poems about how I’m the most beautiful Asian girl he’s ever met and how meeting me has changed his life. 

Not through a PM - but posted on my wall. At the time, I knew that crap was wrong on multiple levels but didn’t really know WHY, so I kind of ignored how creepy it was altogether.

I shot him a PM and told him in the best way I could that I didn’t feel that way about him, but I thought the poems were lovely and appreciated. 

He flipped out on me, accusing me of using him and leading him on, which actually guilted me into going on a date with him because I really did feel awful. 

The date was awkward, and I couldn’t get into it or him. We barely talked, and he would barely even look me in the eye!

I told him the same night I didn’t think we could be more than friends, and... the next day, he spread rumors about how I sucked his private part on the date. When I STILL wouldn’t date him after those rumors had spread, he basically went on a Facebook rampage about how women are sluts that pass on nice guys like him constantly.

Yeah. Fun times.

opxum

I met this guy online who offered to help me learn his native language. Every day, I would send him journal entries, and he would correct them for me. I offered to help him as well, but he said just chatting with me in English helped enough.

A few weeks into this, he says he is going to visit the city that I live in and says we should meet. I told him I’d rather we didn't because I have a boyfriend (which I had already mentioned many times), and I think he might be looking for a date. He insisted that he only wanted to meet as friends, but I told him I was busy.

Then suddenly he called me saying he had arrived and brought me some American chips (I had mentioned before that I really missed American chips). I agreed to meet him for coffee, to find that he had bought me TONS of gifts, including wine and wine glasses. 

I politely rejected the gifts, but he insisted that I must take them because his arms were sore from carrying them.

I quickly had coffee with him, during which he told me he must marry a white girl because the girls in his country are all shallow, and he wanted his children to be powerful, and being half white would make them more powerful. 

I am a white girl. I make an excuse to leave because I am uncomfortable.

I texted him to tell him that I don't think we should be friends anymore because I think he is looking for more, and it makes me uncomfortable. He immediately threatened to hurt my family members, of whom he has the names on Facebook. 

He also reminds me that he knows where I go to school. Terrified, I blocked him on all platforms. Four years later, he still makes attempts to contact me via his mom's and brother's cell numbers.

Calicomonster

I had a class with a guy.

We worked on a project together in my first year of uni, and he confided in me about some of his issues, and I felt really bad for him.

He sat beside me in class and started messaging me every day, and it was honestly exhausting. I told him I had issues of my own, so I wasn't the best person to talk to, and he should seek out a counselor, etc.

Over the next few years, he started coming up to me more in person in common areas of the campus. I'd politely tell him I had stuff to do and I'd rather work alone, so he'd sit beside me silently until I'd leave. 

I found him following me around campus on multiple occasions, too. I started to realize I should probably limit messaging him back, even if it was to tell him "leave me alone" so I wasn't giving him something to hold on to. So, I started outright ignoring his daily hellos as much as it made me feel bad.

About a year later, in the year 4 class we took together, he kept turning around and staring at me, I swear, every 30 seconds. He did it so much that other people in the class started asking me about it.

Then, one day, we were supposed to get up and pitch an idea for a video. He gets up there, pitches his idea, then PULLS UP AN IMAGE OF MY FACE and says, "I want ratchnad to play the lead part," as he clicks through a couple more slides of pictures of me stolen off Facebook.

I was mortified. I'm a very quiet and shy student, so I had no idea what to do. I just slunk down in my seat and prayed no one looked at me. After that, a good guy friend of mine talked to the guy and told him how uncomfortable he was making me. He seemed to get the message after that- probably because it was another guy saying it.

He never got outright aggressive, but his behavior was definitely upsetting to me. I even started to get scared he was following me home, so I never listened to music on the bus or on my walk. I did, on multiple instances, tell him that I didn't want to talk, that he was making me uncomfortable, that I had a boyfriend, etc., but I should have just been meant to send a clear message. I definitely could have handled it better, but I didn't want to be rude to him because he was clearly troubled.

ratchnad

He picked me up and took me to the beach to get me out of my head and not be alone with myself after my friend ended her life. But I turned away to stare out at the ocean, and he came up behind me and started grinding on me. 

I told him to stop and wanted to go home as this was just making my mood worse. 

Get to my house, he gets out for a hug goodbye and immediately pulls my face up to his and tries to make out with me. 

Thanks for ruining a kind gesture with the assumption of getting laid when I am grieving my friend's death.

alwysonthatokiedokie

I had something similar, though the grief was not as bad. I broke up from a long-time abusive relationship and was dealing with a new job where my coworker was constantly pestering me to sleep with him. After a few weeks of this, I was pissed off and wanted to drink and vent. 

Mr. Nice Guy offers to lend an ear and be a drink buddy. After getting really drunk, I realized that I was lying on the floor. 

Mr nice Guy was groping all parts of me. I froze. He was supposed to be my friend. He didn't stop all night. 

I froze hard enough for him to be unable to undress me. When I was sober enough to drive, it was morning. We went out for breakfast, and when I dropped him off at his place, I gave him a really stern lecture about how I didn't need to be more messed up in the head than I already was.

whereamianyways

The worst "Nice Guys" are the ones who don't give up. It's one thing to turn someone down and have them back off, but I've had some people who refuse to give up. I think a lot assume that they will eventually win you over like some kind of rom-com, but it's usually just creepy.

A guy who lived in my dorm during my freshman year of college professed that he loved me one day because it was killing him seeing me get close to another one of our friends. I let him down, but he continued to pursue me for the next 6 months. 

He wrote me poems and would play songs that reminded him of me and would tell me I was beautiful and perfect in Italian (a language we share) when other people were present. He even told me that he didn't know if he could live without me and threatened to harm himself if we didn't date.

Even when I started dating someone else, this behavior continued until he decided there was another girl he was in love with.

It gets kind of scary when people confuse obsession with love.

dictatorAngel

I forgot my wallet while standing in line at the cafe. I ordered and realized my wallet was missing, so I said I'd just zip out to my car and pay when I got back. I was parked right outside. 

This guy behind me says he'll pay for my drink, and I tried insisting I would pay, but he pulled out cash and paid before I could really do anything.

I said thank you and chatted while waiting for my drink. I was on my way somewhere, so as I was leaving, he left too and asked if he could have my number.   

I was honest and said I was on my way to see my boyfriend. 

This guy just freaking snaps, grabs my coffee, throws it across the street, and tells me I'm leading him on, and I'm a freaking witch, and then he storms off.

I just went to my car, got my wallet, and bought my own coffee. The owner saw the whole thing and told me he's now banned from the cafe. Apparently, he'd done similar crap with other women and this was the last straw.

lostmysoultothedevil

In high school, I had this friend. We all knew he was kind of creepy, but he treated us respectfully, and we never felt uncomfortable around him. When we graduated, he started actively pursuing almost every female in our friend group. 

Long strings of text, showing up at our houses unexpectedly to hang out, insisted on being the sober guy so he could 'take care of us' when we went to parties. He was our really good friend for most of high school, and we loved him dearly, but now, we don't want to be around him because of his behavior.

Found out he'd been sleeping with one of my brother's friends. There's an age difference, but it's still legal (barely). She's been obsessed with him for years. I asked him about it, and he said she wasn't girlfriend material and that he'd end things right there and then if I agreed to go out with him. 

Haven't spoken to him since, but he still sends me messages and asks me over for drinks every few days. My Brother's friend sends me threats.

[deleted]

This guy I had in my chemistry class was obsessed with me for some reason. We had hardly spoken other than me asking him some questions about an experiment, but one day he brought me flowers. I said it was very sweet of him but that I had a boyfriend. That wasn't a lie. 

Well, the semester came to a close, and he sent me a final text, "If you're ever stressed, I could give you a massage if you'd like ;)" and I was like, wtf, dude, but just replied, "Uhhh... no thanks" and hoped I'd never need to see him again.

Lo and behold, he's in my goddamn ecology class next semester. His obsession was absolutely lit aflame, and he, without me ever leading him on as far as I know, told me how he was so depressed and attempted to end things so many times and how the thought of me kept him from wanting to die, and I'm like holy crap if I block his number and he kills himself, is it my fault?

I tried the best I could to convince him that he was worth something and tried to help him with his depression because I felt like it was a human thing to do, but eventually, I realized that I was not responsible for him and just had to block his number. If he did kill himself, he had pre-existing issues that had nothing to do with me.

Before I blocked his number, he just kept sending these messages about how I saved him, that he cares about me, and that he loves me, and it made me so sick because I HAVE A boyfriend. 

This frickin guy knew it. But despite me asking him to please stop saying that crap, he wouldn't. He said, "Too bad, it's the way I feel." That's the phrase that really sealed the deal that this guy wasn't actually nice. He was a jerk.

DontFeedtheYaoGuai

I’m a barista. I had a regular ask me out a while back. He’s kind of a creepy guy who has a reputation for being a “starer” and likes to try to make small talk with the women there even when they’re obviously busy doing their freaking jobs.

 I tried to avoid talking to him as much as I could, but he seemed mostly harmless.

When I rejected him, he went on this tirade about how all women are shallow, and I only turned him down because he’s fat. 

Note that I’m engaged and wear a ring, so he was barking up the wrong tree in the first place. 

I basically told him that he was the shallow one because he only asked me out because he thought I was pretty, given that I was not even nice to him. 

Shut him up. 

george-bonanza

The first guy I ever dated; we were ~15. I told him I was still figuring things out and wanted to take things slow. He showed up with a dozen roses on our second date. I told him it was too much, and I was uncomfortable, but he refused to take them back. 

We hung out a few times, but I just wasn't that into him. I said I didn't want to keep dating; we should just be friends. He said okay but then gave me a "goodbye" book that he'd hidden jewelry inside, and he refused to take that back, too. If he texted, I kept things friendly and jokey, never saying anything romantic. 

I tried to avoid him and even sent him a crappy poem, as only teen me could write to tell him to forget about me because I liked someone else (which was true).

Sometime later, it's prom season. He asks another girl, then finds out I haven't been asked yet, so he offers to dump her for me. I say it won't be fair to her and refuse. (I also really don't want to go with him, but I'm too scared to say this to his face.) 

He's super pissed at prom because I went with a guy he hated (and that guy turned out later to be a jerk, but oh well. Still wouldn't have driven me into my first date's arms).

Years later, when we were both in college, I went home for a reunion. A girl asks me, "Hey, cactoidjane, first date used to talk to me about you. I always wondered, why were you leading him on?"

cactoidjane

Self-proclaimed nice guys are almost always awful because they need to enforce their niceness so much. They usually get really dependent on you and try to make you feel guilty constantly for wanting to get away from them for being overbearing. 

This one dude who was like 28 (I was 18) would unload all of his opinions on me for no reason, get way too (physically) close to me, find reasons to touch me, tell me all of his ideas for books and told me I was gonna be a character in one, would stare at me from across the room constantly, he just generally made me really uncomfortable. 

Then he forced a hug on me before he got out of the car. It was all gross.

I broke up with my ex because he had pictures of other girls on his phone, and he started stalking me and calling me nonstop and finding new ways to contact me until he was blocked everywhere. Months pass, and I unblock him from Instagram, and he messages me a couple of months after that about how we broke up cuz he was just “too nice.”

Weird.

tessaschouten

It's probably a guy I was talking to online for a bit. We met in person and watched some movies, it was okay. Eventually, he asked about my history, and I hadn't yet experienced making out with someone, so I said that I wasn't ready for it yet.

Later on, he tells me that if we start dating (after one date), he'll deserve and expect to make out with me. I told him back right off.

Can happily say I'm now married to a actually nice guy who'd never act like that much of an entitled creepy ass.

greffedufois

I experienced something similar to a lesser degree. During the first week of freshman year in a new school system, fairly shy and kept to myself, I got asked out via a note some 'popular' boy sent after staring at me all class. 

Weird, but I'm new, so I write back; sure, we have an awkward but sorta flirty conversation after class. The bell rings, and he's gone. I had no phone number or plans to meet between classes, and it turned out we had separate lunches, so I wandered off to spend my day making new friends and finding my way around.

Rotating schedules meant we didn't have that class together the next day, so I saw him the day after that, and he was LIVID. Red-faced and scrunching his head back into his neck, it sounded like he had a frog in his throat and was trying not to cry. He was so angry with me.

Turns out not knowing his number or class schedule was a witch move on my part, and I was playing hard to get, and he had no idea how I thought I was going to keep a popular boyfriend like him around if we'd been "together" for three days and I hadn't made out with him. Bro.

He confronted me with a couple of his friends and their girlfriends to act as mediators - they were significantly less sympathetic to his plight when they found out we hadn't interacted since the note exchange. 

Plus, the girls hadn't realized I was new and was learning the lay of the land when I was supposedly avoiding him, so I made a few more friends. Fudge forced expectations, no matter how big or small.

reluctant_slider

When I get complimented, and I say thanks, and they continue the compliments, but they gradually get creepier. 

Finally, when I tell them I'm uncomfortable with those comments because I have a bf (but in reality, it's because they're freaking the hell out of me), they get all defensive, saying that they just like giving a compliment where a compliment is due and I'm ungrateful.

Have_you_read_it

Storytime: The nice guy had a huge crush on our mutual friend, but the feelings weren’t returned. They never dated. This is important to the story. He was still interested and still is. I managed to get dragged into this as both sides were talking to me about the situation.

Recently, our friend got a very small tattoo on her arm, and the nice guy freaked out. “What is that thing on your arm? Is it temporary? Are you going to keep it? I’m sorry I can’t deal with this now.”

The friend is confused and upset. They end up talking again, and he says, “Either remove it, or I won’t be your friend anymore. I can’t be friends with anyone who has body art. I’ll even give you money for it. Just consider what I said.”

The friend then talks to me about it, I try to get the nice guy to change his mind, but he says he won’t budge. She makes peace with her decision that they won’t be friends anymore, and he then turns around and is shocked. She chose to keep the tattoo and kept saying, “This is the only thing I’ll ask you to do.” 

Then, she realized she didn’t want to be friends with him anymore. He then changed his mind and decided he still wanted to be friends cos blackmailing her to remove the tattoo didn’t work. He honestly believed that she’d remove the tattoo for him. He now blames me for this mess and demands I fix it. 

Naturally, I ghosted and haven’t bothered with him since.

ruggpea

I think the most memorable for me was, as a teen, I think 15. I Was seeing a guy who was around 17. He seemed really nice. I was not ready to make out when he assumed we should have it, and he called me a tease, witch, and cow. 

I think things tapered off after that, and he got something going with an older friend of mine. 

Spoke to him a few years ago, and he basically called me a major slut, so yeah, we will not be meeting again.

koalab86

I honestly don’t know what’s worse, my experience, or the reaction to it. It's not nearly as bad as some here, but it's still relevant.

Hung out with a cool guy I met — at a con, I think? Shared interests. He seemed pretty cool at the time. He’d just gotten a pair of kittens, so I even went over to his house once.

I wasn’t into dating at the time, which I made sure he knew; I just wanted friends. He immediately assured me that he already had someone and talked all the time about his fiancé. She was in another country — same country he was from, so it seemed legit.

After a few weeks of talking off and on and hanging out a few times, he admits he just wants to get laid & the fiancé has been a complete fiction. I told him that I was not interested, especially not in someone willing to lie to me, and he exploded. 

Called me a frigid witch, etc. Even mailed an empty box to my house with a list demanding all of the books I had borrowed (hilariously, most of the list was made up — he had like 8-12 books on there, I’d borrowed 2).

I’ve stopped sharing this story in public because every time I did, some guy would insist that his lying about his fiancé was a completely valid tactic for getting with a girl, that they all did it, and that it wasn’t a big deal and I should have gone out with the guy.

lovebyletters

This is long, but I think it's good to record my thoughts on this issue for anyone who might be in this situation. When I was 17 years old (feeling like a grown lady), there was this 30+-year-old man I met while shopping one day. We exchanged email addresses (I didn't have my own cell phone at the time). 

Being foolish, I felt mature at having an older man's attention and didn't tell anyone about it. After all, in my teenage head, it was totally innocent. He complimented me (I.e., called me mature, responsible, etc.) and never said anything inappropriate, at first anyway. 

However, when I turned 18 (just a couple of months after that initial encounter), that changed. He started emailing me suggestively and, when I didn't stop him, eventually explicit messages. I didn't stop him at the suggestive language because I thought that I was reading too much into it and that his comments were unintentional innuendo (like when you accidentally set yourself up for a "that's what she said" moment).

I thought I was the pervert and that adults would never be so crass. After the explicit messages started, I would ask him to stop, and he would go back to the normal friendly chatter of hobbies, movies, etc. However, after a few months, he would get lewd again.

This continued for several months, and I started avoiding my email just because he had made me uncomfortable, but I felt guilty when I thought of blocking him. 

I was scared to tell him, "Stop, or I'll delete you," because maybe that was immature, or maybe it was my fault it was happening. 

I thought maybe I unintentionally led him on, and if that was the case, I owed him an explanation and an apology. But then I would remember that I told him to stop, and he should have stopped. And around and around we go. 

Torn and somewhat ashamed, this went on until I got an actual boyfriend, which is about the same time the 30 y/o started getting pervy for the final time. I told the pervy man that I had a boyfriend, and the pervy comments made me uncomfortable. 

I told him I liked talking to him as a friend but nothing more and apologized for misleading him. He lost it. He sent a message that said (and I'll never forget this), "Go on then and follow you c*** to greener pastures," and went on to call me a wh*re and other such nonsense.

I remembered being stunned. I had never had this happen to me in high school or college. It seemed surreal that a grown man I respected at one time would say something so ugly. 

The moral of the story is whether you are 17 or 70, if you feel uncomfortable, don't try to rationalize the issue: block the moron.

SurreptitiousZephyr

My ex was a "nice guy" outside of the relationship, acted really nice, impressed my parents and friends, etc. He would force me to make out and would emotionally blackmail me if I said no. 

Like, tell me that I didn't really love him because I didn't want to do it with him and give me the silent treatment. It was my first relationship, and I was very naive. After we broke up (I broke it off, but he claims he did), he told everyone I was crazy and that I did all this sexual stuff I didn't.   

He called me a witch and spread rumors, told people I was loose, and had ugly boobs.

People asked me why I cheated on him, but I never did. Everyone believed him because he was so "nice," while I am an awkward and passive-aggressive girl that not many people like because I struggle to hold a conversation.

The-Goat-Lord

I had just been broken up with by my boyfriend of 4 years - I was devastated. I had a guy friend in college with whom we were pretty close, so 2 days after the breakup, he asked me to hang out and get my mind off of it. 

We went to a chain restaurant for dinner, and I found it odd that he kept insisting on paying - the same thing for the movie we went to. I insisted he didn't, but he just whipped out his card and paid.

Lo and behold, later that night, he tried to make a move, eventually pretty much asking to make out. His reasoning? "You could at least give me something. I mean, I took you out to dinner and a movie.” 

Gee, thanks. That was exactly what I wanted after I was betrayed by the love of my life 2 days ago...Now, you are betraying our friendship to get laid.

itsjustmeouthere

A "nice guy" always insisted on walking me back to my house after class. I like walking alone and living on a super busy/ safe campus. 

He took that time to do a mix of telling me how nice he was/ everything I was doing wrong with my life. 

I had a Diet Coke once, so he decided as we walked to give me a 25 + mins lecture on how bad it was for me.

Also, he said that it's essentially E. coli and that I need to stop.

Appledarling

On my 21st birthday, we were in the club, and I had a little too much to drink. I went up to the bar for some water, and it was packed, so I just asked a dude who was about to be served if he could grab me some water with his drink. He did, and I said thanks and went back to dancing with my friends.

About 15 minutes later, he just walked over, handed me a vodka and coke, and walked off again before I could explain that I was done drinking or even say thanks. I ended up just giving it to a male friend and forgetting about it for the rest of the night.

It hits 3, and the club kicks everybody out. As I'm standing outside waiting for my boyfriend to appear with our bags, a mystery drink dude approaches me. He just walks right up to me and goes, 'So are you coming back to mine tonight then?'.

I laughed and was like ARE YOU FOR REAL and he got maaaaad. 

He genuinely thought I owed it to him to go home with him because he bought me a drink I didn't want. I tried to chill him out and explain that I was actually out with my bf, and he got even more mad that I hadn't mentioned that until now. 

Bear in mind our only interaction was when I asked him for water. And now, suddenly, I'm a lying, manipulative witch who leads men on for my own gains and then denies them what they are owed.

Apparently, women are like vending machines, and all you have to do is put drinks in, and you get laid out.

Mmmurl

Oh wow, that reminds me a lot of bad memories.

I was 17 at the time, and he was in his thirties. He was always on campus; meanwhile, he wasn't even a student. He was friends with one of my friends so I went to a party where he was there. He tried to get me drunk and insisted all the time that I was underage. 

He knew where I lived and kept knocking at my door asking for water and that I should let him enter. My stupid friend gave him my phone number, and he kept calling me because he wanted to share a "romantic lunch."

This stupid friend once trapped me in a party where he was (she thought he was perfect for me because she found him attractive). He was drunk and wanted to shave his hair because he saw on my Facebook profile that I liked pics of men with shaved hair. 

I got creeped out and wanted to go. My friend was gone in a room with her bf, and I was alone with the guy. He started crying, asking why I didn't love him back (I remind you, he was in his thirties, and I was 17), and tried to force me to kiss him and grope me.

I fought back and got the fudge out of there, and he got infuriated, shouted at me, punched into walls, etc. I noped back to my place. Then my friend came back to my place (she was supposed to sleep there), and she brought HIM IN because he was "so sad."

I was already in my bed and didn't want to deal with him, so I told him to get out. He got undressed and tried to get in my bed. I said I was going to call the police, and he then acted as if he was cool, like, "Oh hehe, you must be sleepy. Sorry, I'll leave you alone. See you," and went away.

So I didn't want to have anything with him. I was seriously scared but stupidly didn't tell anyone about it. He kept calling me, threatening me and had the big rant on how he was a nice guy and how girls preferred jerks and I must be frigid, and I wasn't pretty anyway, blablabla. 

After it, he tried to do the same crap with some of my friends.

Garewal

I was 18 years old and just started dating. This guy claimed to have met me at my part-time job and said that I was really nice and that he wanted to take me out on a date. I said sure.

So he picks me up in a Shelby Mustang. And he is really handsome. I feel like I've won the lottery. However, right there. not even 2 seconds into our car ride, he tried to pull over and do things with my private part. 

I'm like...no. 

I pushed his hand away and told him that he needed to stop trying to assault me, or I would throw his keys. He laughs and tries again. I pull the keys out of the ignition, undo my seatbelt, open the door, and hurl his keys as far as I possibly can into a field.

He starts telling me that I'm a witch and how this wasn't even his car and blah blah blah. I just laughed, and then I left. 

He tried texting me again afterward, but I ignored him.

wafflescanbebluetoo

Had a male friend I worked with. Started a new job and he already worked there. He never stopped talking. Nonstop. Trying to get a word in edgewise was impossible. It wasn't conversation so much as being talked at. This went on for years.

He got fired. I still worked there. Since it was a retail store, he would come in when he knew my shift started every day. He followed me around for hours while I tried to work. Talking.

I told my managers, but they just said he's a customer. So, this goes on for literal years. Mind you, I was actually engaged this whole time. He knew this. I dumped my fiance due to reasons. He leaped at the chance. He tried asking me out every day he came in.

I eventually got another boyfriend, not this dude. He didn't give up. This crazy ass was relentless. Finally, he actually got me written up. My boss said I was talking too much on the clock. :|

So, I got to tell the dude to step off.

NoFox4U

I met this guy in 9th grade. He seemed nice enough. I was, and am, a giant dork who likes video games and anime, and he also liked those things, so we talked a lot. Not too long after I met him, I met another guy, who I began dating. 

To make a long story short, the guy I was dating was abusing the crap out of me in all ways. He made sure I wasn't allowed to have friends in school either, except the first guy. (I am not sure why he was deemed okay) 

Well, shortly after I started dating the abusive guy, the first guy professed his feelings for me. I turned him down, but we remained friends. This goes on for four years. He told me how he would treat me better, and he loved me. I turned him down and felt unable to escape the current relationship. 

Bad times all around.

Abusive guy decides he doesn't wanna waste money on prom, so he dumps me with a promise of, "We'll probably get back together later," and, "No one else wants you anyway." So I finally gave in when the first guy asked me to prom.

After four years of him trying to date me, I finally gave in and gave him a chance. He ignores me the whole night and flirts with a mutual female friend IN FRONT OF ME. They hold hands and dance and crap. So I pretty much just sat on a couch the whole night, chatting with some people from a class and eating cherries. 

I didn't get a single dance except with a female friend teaching me a World of Warcraft dance. Whatever, I don't bring it up. Because abuse is a witch, I get back together with the crappy guy. We dated for another year and a half and even lived together for a while. He finally dumps me for someone else he had been seeing for a while behind my back. 

Heartbroken, I confide in the guy friend. After almost 6 years of "friendship," all he can ask me while I'm upset is, "So when are you gonna let me sleep with you?". What the fudge? Like, seriously, what the fudge. 

This happened years ago, and when I think of it, that's all I can manage, "What the fudge." I got fed up and blocked him on the spot.

BleachedJam

When I was working in retail, there was a man I helped. Normal stuff. I was friendly and polite and smiled because I was paid to do that as my job and thought nothing of it.

He came in two hours later and asked me out. I declined because I was a: not interested in him and b: already in a relationship with someone. He started in on the, 'but I'm so nice. I'd treat you better. If we were together, you would never have to work.' I declined again. He told me he wasn't going to give up.

He did not give up.

He came in every day with gifts I didn't accept, leaving me notes and constantly following me around while I was working.

My manager had to get involved and ask him not to come into the store anymore.

At some point, he started spending all day sitting outside the coffee shop opposite my workplace. Then I started seeing him tracking me home.

I didn't want him to know where I lived, so I started going in different directions home and getting picked up by my now-husband or his big friends. He hung around got three months until my biggest friend and my now-husband told him to leave me alone. No violence, but they were bigger than him. I think it scared him.

I did try reporting it, but the police said they couldn't do anything.

knittedbeast

Have had casual friends be very nice and polite up until they asked me out, and I said No. Then I became a witch.

Was joking with a 'nice guy' friend about dating them and thought they were joking too. He kissed me, and I didn't stop at the moment.

After that, I politely let him know that I wasn't interested in him. 

Later, I found out he told everyone we actually dated. I broke his heart, and I'm a nympho.

notanotherbrownskin

The morning that my best friend ended his life (I was fifteen, he was seventeen), a boy in his grade came up to me in the cafeteria. He'd been previously creepy with just about everyone I knew, but it was a solemn day, so I figured even he'd be normal. 

He sits down and proceeds to tell me that A. he'd seen my friend's body in the courtyard, and B. if I wanted to make out to take my mind off of this stuff, he'd be happy to help me out.

ameliabedelia7

Guy from uni hung around me, never made any move, was an egotistical failure in class, and eventually told me that he had lost his virginity to his best friend's girlfriend. 

A proud, complete erk. 

Then, when I began dating my now husband, he told me I was "missing out" and "making a mistake". 

Just no.

that-thing-you-do

It was my first boyfriend, I was 16, and we met in some online chat thing. He didn't mention he was 10 years older till we met, and he had this 'I'm a nice guy' crap going on constantly, except he was insanely manipulative and forced me to see him for over a year by trapping me into being his girlfriend. 

It started with him telling me he had friends who worked with my mother at her hospital, and then he had friends who knew where my sister was studying, etc. 

Because of the obvious age difference, he knew I would be in for a world of hell if anyone knew I was seeing him, so he used these 'I know someone' veiled threats to keep me from leaving him. 

He was an absolute freaking creep, and he believed till the end that he was a nice guy.

meet-meinmontauk

Actually, I’ve never had much. Luckily, most of the guys I’ve met have been genuinely nice people rather than being nice to get laid.

Only online, I would, from time to time, run into “nice guys.” Usually, they would try to white-knight me when I was arguing with others, agree with me blindly, and be all nice to me as if they were genuinely interested in getting to know me and my interests.

But when they learned I wasn’t single, they would disappear without as much as a goodbye. 

All of a sudden, just GONE within a millisecond.

TheBrowGame

I had a "nice guy" friend in high school that I hung out with a bit. We ended up going to prom together because neither of us was dating anyone, so we went as friends.

I thought everything was fine until he dropped me off at my car. 

He blew up at me, saying that I was a witch, that I led him on, that he was perfect for me and treated me the way I deserved to be treated, and that I should get over myself and be with him anyway because he was in love with me and that nobody would ever treat me as good as he did. 

It was a nightmare.

dark-silver

I just moved to a new town. I was 15, and he was a senior who liked anime A LOT. While I was a punk rock chick, I was a very nice person. He saw that I lived in one neighborhood past his, so he started to walk me home. 

On day three of knowing him, he comes inside my house. Only my little brother is home. He stands in my bedroom doorway with me in the room and asks me out. I say no because I barely know him, and he's so much older than me. 

He blocks my doorway and stares at me super pissed, and then leaves.

He tells everyone the reason why he's a jerk is because I led him on. During those three days, I told him about a girl from my previous town who was harassing me and was completely obsessed with me (she would continuously try to buy my friendship and send me letters and friend requests years after I told her I no longer wanted to be friends due to how manipulative she was). 

He found her on Myspace, and they created this little fan club. Eventually, she flew out and porked him.

He also continued to act like he did nothing wrong. He spent his entire senior year talking crap about me and the guy I ended up dating until college.

smokesmagoats

Had a coworker a few years ago whose project I was assigned to. He started calling me to his desk for things he didn't actually need and just wanted to talk to me. He'd talk about how he was planning a vacation and if I wanted to come with him. 

When it became obvious there was no reason for me to be there, I'd excuse myself to get back to work. Then he'd come "hover" by my desk, where he'd just stand there and stare but never actually ask me for anything. 

The last straw came when I was working with a soldering iron, and he came up behind me and started mocking my soldering skills and nudging my arm. I finally snapped at him because I WAS HOLDING A 700 DEGREE PIECE OF METAL, and would he PLEASE just leave me alone? 

He then declared that the only reason I wasn't interested in him was because I was racist. He did leave me alone after that but still gave me these self-righteous stink-eyes. 

He left the company shortly thereafter, thankfully.

Fast_Moon

He was my ex. I stupidly agreed to go on a picnic with him a few weeks after we broke up. He absolutely insisted on being a gentleman. By a gentleman, I mean insisting on treating me like a child by taking the bottle out of my hand when I went to pour myself a drink so he could do it. 

Every time. 

The same was true when it came to making the sandwiches. He insisted and pushed me out of the way even though I wanted to make my own sandwich. He wouldn't let me. It pissed me off, reminded me why he wasn't good for me, and I never went out with him again.

WolvenWren

Not once but twice, two separate experiences that both involved old friends from high school. One happened at a house party a couple of years after we all graduated. I get cornered by my "friend," who says how much he'd like to make out. Despite being in a serious 2-year relationship, I noped out quickly and just got up and left. I haven't spoken to him since.

The second time, I was hanging out a couple of years ago now with a friend who I know from a mutual friend, also from back in HS. We weren't good friends then, but he's an alright guy, and we have shared interests. A big group of us, reunion-like, hanging out at his place, no pressure. 

I've maybe had one drink too many, but I'm among friends and not in any hurry. 

Guy starts rubbing my arms (like you might do if you're cold) and planting pecks along my arms. It was not my finest night. I just got up and drove home, drunk. 

The only time I've had friends let me ride it out, make coffee, or nap on their couch because, most of the time, it's a safe place, no judgment, but this was creepy as fudge, and I had to go. I don't hang out with him either now unless it's in a group and I'm not drinking. BTW, I was in a serious relationship at the time with my current fiance, my then-bf.

Why the hell don't people respect other people's relationships?

I was totally single in HS.

roborabbit_mama

Slept with a guy in college casually a couple of times. It was all good, and we were friendly in passing, although we didn't hang out.

Then we were at the bar, and he wanted me to come home with him again. I told him no (I meant not right that minute because I was having fun with my friends), and he spit his gum in my face. 

I said something like, 'Yeah, that'll make me want to sleep with you,' and turned to walk away. Then he threw his nearly full beer can at the back of my head. It hurt, but thankfully, it didn't get much on me.

Our friends separated us, and all I had to deal with after that was him staring me down in class for the rest of the semester. Now, I wish I'd pressed charges for assault, but he ended up leaving school after that year, and I've never seen him again.

I was going to say all's well that ends well, but that's bullcrap. It ended when he assaulted me, and just because he didn't later rape and or murder me, that doesn't make what happened a good ending.

auntiepink

I lived in one building next to a guy friend in college, so it was a two-minute walk to my apartment from his. There had been increased crime in the apartment complex, so when I was leaving an apartment party from his apartment, he offered to walk me home just in case because it was 2 am. 

He went in for a kiss at my door, and I politely declined but thanked him for walking me. 

He was really nice about it, but all of his friends, when I saw them on campus the next day, were yelling that I "owed it to at least make out with him for being so nice to me." 

Ah yes, very classy guys. That is probably why almost all of them were single.

missesleahjay

My story's not that bad. I once really hit it off with this guy at a pub - he was attractive, an amazing kisser, and made good conversation etc., We exchanged numbers and planned to hang out that night, but somehow, our respective friend groups got separated, and it didn't happen. 

Oh well, we'll get together another time, I thought.

But then I woke up from his text at 3 am: "I should have gone to bed hours ago. YOU RUINED MY NIGHT!!!" (cause I didn't sleep with him?), followed by WEEKS of him blowing up my phone, asking me why I wasn't texting him back and why I lost interest. Hmmm, I wonder why

august-27

When I was at university, I went out one night, and a guy insisted on buying me drinks. I was raised pretty sheltered, and it was one of my first nights out, so I didn't know that some guys meant this indebted me to them. 

We chatted, but it felt really forced, and I just wasn't into it. I stupidly gave him my phone number because I was in a new town and didn't really know anybody.

A few days later, he asked if I wanted to go to a movie. I had a big exam coming up and told him that the next week wasn't going to work before I could even finish saying that the week after I’d be free, he launched into a tirade about how he was so nice and bought me all of those drinks (2 6 dollar beers), and I was being such a craphole to him. 

I told him that it was his choice to buy those drinks and that I wasn't aware he thought he was also buying my time. He then accused me of stealing the money he paid for those drinks by saying I was not reciprocating.

His anger over this was so scary. I sent one of my guy friends to meet him and pay him the 12 dollars for my beers and never spoke to him again.

I never let a guy buy me a drink or dinner after that ever again.

Eldrun

I met a guy at Guitar Center who was looking for stands of some sort. I foolishly and obliviously gave him my number so that I could text him the address of another music store. We begin talking about video games via text, and things are going pretty well until he asks me to be friends with benefits.

Keep in mind that he already had a girlfriend and even told me so.

I repeatedly said no, and he kept saying things like “I’ll treat you with respect” and “I’m not an asshole.” Towards the end of our texting conversation, he said that I was lucky that he was even bothering me with his request to be friends with benefits. I had to block him so that he would leave me alone.

What a sweetheart.

rebeus

I went for drinks with this guy I started talking to online. It went alright. We both had a good time. He seemed pretty normal. We didn't end up going on a second date, not for any particular reason, just life and whatever got in the way. 

We had added each other on Facebook, and a few months after we had met up, he all of a sudden started posting a lot of horrible crap about some girls he had been seeing/sleeping with or whatever. 

Calling her a whore, among other things. Just really nasty things. He then texted me at 11 pm asking me to come to his house. 

I refused pretty politely, and he just went off. Telling me I was a boring, stupid cunt and a bunch of stuff. I stopped responding, and he started to pull the 'I was kidding, jeez, why are you so upset' bullcrap. 

I deleted the conversation and his number and deleted him from Facebook. 5 months later, I was hanging out with my current SO (who I literally met the day following the dude's crazy messages), and I got a message from an unknown number saying, "I guess we don't talk anymore jeez. 

I figured out who it was, and this time, I just blocked his number.

yslhc