I still beat myself up over this shyt even to this day.
Peep this.
I had a girl in my chemistry class freshman year. She was a brunette chick. She wasn't a PAWG because she had a small but round ass but she had some huge fukkin t*ts for being so skinny. She looked EXACTLY like this but with slightly bigger t*ts:
I sit by her in lecture and I started talking to her one day out of boredom. I made her laugh, act like I typically do, and she gave me her number so we can hang out or study even though I never asked for it.
*First Flag* Later on throughout the beginning of the semester we start hanging out outside of class along with studying. She always preferred hanging out than studying with me
*second flag* and we would talk for hours and text, call each other all the time.
I remember one day in Starbucks, she was telling me I was cute, all this other stuff and I laughed and said thank you.
*Third Flag* I add her on Facebook eventually.
(This was when when Myspace was still somewhat relevant but everyone was starting to hop on that Facebook game) and I found out she was a model. By model, I mean a fukkin MAXIM type of shyt model. She was with a legit company too that did different types of shoots. I knew she was hot but I didn't know she this hot.
Now I started to suspect she liked me but I didn't know if she actually did or not. I had girlfriends before but she was literally the HOTTEST girl I fukked with up until this point.
I didn't think I could get a girl as hot as her so I decided to ignore any chances of hitting homegirl up.
This was the near the last and biggest signal. We were studying in the library for a test. I was next to her pretty close and I noticed she kept staring at me and shyt.
*Fourth Flag* I thought it was wierd. I tried to ignore it and she looked like she wasn't really into studying and she was twirling her hair in her finger smiling like she was up to something while acting extra touchy feely.
*Fifth Flag* This particular day I noticed she was wearing this thin ass muscle T-shyt, victoria secret type bra and she had on the shortest fukking shorts I've ever seen in my life. Her legs was as smooth as a fukkin' velvet and they were perfectly tan. She only had on flip flops. Then out of nowhere she was like
"Heyyyy, you wanna just go back to my apartment for a few hours... There's nobody over there. 
"
She was had this huge grin on her face and her eyes lit up a bit waiting for me to respond.
*You get the point that there were A LOT OF FUKKING FLAGS!*
Now I paused for a moment on some
tip because I been over to her apartment before and I didn't know why she wanted me over there for hours now. Also I didn't understand why she had to emphasis why we would be alone because she never did that whenever she invited me over to her apartment.
What are we even going to be doing and why did she emphasis that we will be by ourselves for hours?
She always told we what we would do whenever she invited me over to her apartment so I don't know why she was acting so sketchy about it.
I told her I was going to head back to my apartment and call it a day and play some COD with my roommate.
She asked if I could at least walk her to her apartment. I still don't know what the fukk was going on in my head but I was like
sure.
On the way back, she was like
You sure you don't want to go back to my apartment with me?
I was like "
Nahhh, I'd really like to head back to my dorm.
*oblivious*"
She was like alright.... she gave me a hug and squeezed me tight before she went off. I watched her ass jiggle in those short ass white khaki shorts as she walked off.
It wasn't until later when I put the pieces together and realize after it was too late to call her that
I think she was trying to sleep with me...
I was so fukking retarded when I was a freshman and I usually pick up on things like this but
she was so hot, I didn't think she would want to hook up with me. You know that girl that likes you but you're like
"Why in the hell is she with me?", that was my mindset.
I psyched myself out because she was practically a model and she was the baddest chick I ever talked to so I didn't think I was in her league. She stopped coming onto me as hard after that apartment incident and I tried correcting my mistake but it was too late. She moved on...
Despite fukking up with her, I made it up later that semester when I went to the club with a certified PAWG, blond, blue eyes, cute as fukk and we were practically dry humping before I fingered her. I got to clap cheeks after the club and I made SURE I didn't fukk up this time.
I learned a valuable lesson about not acting like a complete bytch and putting women on pedestals just because they are ridiculously hot.
"na she just my friend"
...but anyway fast forward
until you said you ended up smashing 
..her friends were cheerleaders for an NBA team and one of em told me she had a crush on me
on some joke shyt thought they were bullshyttin type shyt
..ended up sleepin in my bed with my crush chick (didnt smash)after the bi chick bounced cause she was lowkey shytty i wasnt payin much attention to her
