To be fair, this is about the first formal date we had. That helps explain some of the things that happened, and it also means you need to bear in mind that we were already very close.
Her name was **** ***; I met her when I was senior in high school. I was pretty sure I was in love with her, despite my tendancy to try and talk myself out of that conclusion.
The date itself? I asked her to senior prom. I intended it to still be a kind of casual thing. It was about a week before when I realized she wasn't going to let that happen. Why? She suddenly asks if it would be too much trouble to get a room for after. Now I've been seeing the girl for most of the year, I'm fairly sure I'm in love with her, she's given every indication she feels the same, but we've never gone much further than a kiss on the cheek and some snuggling. Honestly, I was okay with that. This came as a bit of a shock. But I agreed to do it; she did ask, and she knew me well enough to know if worse came to worse I would not care in the slightest if she backed out of the implied offer there.
The date itself went...well, perfectly. To this day the dress she wore remains probably the sexiest piece of clothing I've ever seen (which is vaguely amusing to me considering it showed very little skin indeed), we both had a lot of fun, she commented repeatedly on how handsome I was in a tux. The after, the hotel room, that went...well, nothing has quite compared since, but since has been a little few (I count two).
So what's the horror story?
Two days later she stopped speaking to me. Completely. I was lucky if she acknowledged me before she bumped into me. Four years have passed and she still will not speak to me. I see her often, as her older brother was and is one of my better friends.
I have never found out why.