I was 18 when I met him and I followed him like a lost puppy for the next 4 years. All I wanted was his attention and acknowledgement. All I got was treated like a nuisance or like one of the guys. He was loud and obnoxious, but at the time I thought it was charming. It took me many years before I could see him and my heart wouldn't stop.
I still think there is a lot more to him than he will ever admit to, but he's no longer charming in my eyes.