Neighborly love

Out one Friday for happy hour with a girlfriend and my brothers (who showed up later) I have a seat and place my order. When the waitress comes back, she says that our friends at the beer bought this round for us. We told her we didn't know anyone at the bar, but to thank them for us. She didn't know who it was, but told us that she would find out for us. She came back over to point out who it was. Okay, so we have to go thank them I suppose that's the nice thing to do. We finish our beer and head over there. I say thank you and one guy says "No problem neighbor!" It clicked finally, I knew who he was. He was my old neighbor whom I had never met. We talked for a bit and flirted a little, he got my number and I left.
Three drunk dials later that night (all before 10pm). He text me the next day and asked me out to dinner and drinks. Okay, I didn't have any plans, I was up for it, I agreed.
I go to meet him at his house (my old complex). First of all, I walk in and Tupac is BLARING on the TV through the house. Okay, a little ghetto, but whatever, I'm along for the ride... I have a seat on the couch and wait. He's funny, he's cute, and seems fun. He comes back out to the living room and says "One more dirty little deed before we go out." He pulls out his BONG.
Okay, this guy doesn't know me from Eve, for all he knows I could have been a cop. Doesn't seem to bother him a bit. He lights up, takes a hit and offers it to me. "No, thanks, I don't smoke." Off to a peculiar start... for me anyways.
We go to dinner. He's fun, like I said, funny... but silly. He seems nervous around me and untill about two beers in he doesn't even look me in the eye when we're talking. Am I that hard to look at or talk to? Really?
After dinner we go to meet up with his friends at a bar. We drank and danced and had a good time. He was a little too "handsy" for me, too comfortable touching or trying to touch me inapporpriately. I got a little too tipsy unfortunately and needed to sleep for a little bit before I could drive. He kept trying to make the moves... I wasn't havin' it. At 7am, I hopped up out of bed, put on my shoes and left.
Later that day I was out running errands and I got a text from him. He wanted to know if he was going to see me that day. Um, no. I have a real job and have to get my stuff done on the weekends. I just replied "no, not today"
I do have to say, he was quite persistant though. I met him on a Friday, went out with him on a Saturday, he wanted to see me on Sunday, called me Monday, and Tuesday, Wednesday I got some texts from him, spoke to him on Thursday and more texts on Friday.
I think this may be the only "Andrew" installment. I haven't had much time this week, and definitely didn't "make" time for Andrew. I'm pretty sure he's backed off as I didn't hear from him at all yesterday!