I didn't know any of them when I moved in. The first couple of months I had a pretty big crush on him and he was equally attentive to me. I really didn't want to get physical since we live together and thought that would make it too complicated for all of the months to go because I know how I am. Eventually we did end up kissing and then having sex at a later time. It was really nice for those two months and then he started acting differently towards me which was what I was afraid of. I guess I started getting noticeably more difficult in general (which I'm sure was a reflection of how I was feeling about the whole situation). We had a couple of really big fights about that. I still liked him and we continued having sex on a fairly regular basis for the next couple of months until we got into a huge fight over something stupid and it just made me look at him differently with how he had acted and I just stopped everything. Fast forward several more months to a night when we were both drunk and we ended up having a conversation about everything and how he missed cuddling with me and that he had had a huge crush on me when I moved there. I told him I had really liked him until that fight and he was upset and wanted to know why I hadn't ever said anything about it before. Though it was pretty obvious on my end. Had he said something before things may have been different. He also said that because I would hang out with my guy friends on occasion early on in my living there that he felt stupid for feeling the way he did and that was why he started acting more distant to me initially. Anyways, I told him I thought it was easier this way to just distance ourselves even though I still had strong feelings for him. Fast forward another month and a night he came home drunk with a girl and I could hear them in his room and I just became..really upset. It wasn't how I expected to feel, but I just felt crushed. Then the next week he stayed over at some girl's house he had met that night and was telling our other roommate about it and again, I just couldn't listen to it so I would go into another room whenever it came up. Now, after everything I feel like I've just had a revelation that I do love him. And I don't know what to do with that. I wouldn't tell him that, but I don't know if I should at least tell him I still have feelings for him. Then we were all planning on living together for another year, but I don't know if I can do that knowing I'm going to have to see him with other people. I would just be miserable and heart-broken. I wish this was easier.