bad first valentines date

I'm not well-versed in dating, I didn't do it in high school and have not been on many dates. I'm on Hinge (more to talk to people than actually going out with anyone), and I started talking to a guy the Sunday before February 14th. He immediately asked me out on Valentine's Day. I agree because I had no plans and have been trying to put myself out there more. We continued to talk, and he gave me his number so we could talk more. We called on the phone that night, and it was pretty normal. He was a nice enough guy, and we continued to talk for the next couple of days. Our date got brought up multiple times, and we agreed that he would pick me up at 2:00pm at mine and we'd go to his. 

So, Valentine's Day came up, I got up at 9:00 am and started to get ready. I took a shower, I picked out an outfit, and I did my make-up and hair. I'm finished by 11:30 and sit around until 2:00. He is a little late, but it's okay he got lost. Sat in my driveway figuring out the GPS for about 5 minutes, and then we were off... until he realized he would have to go on the highway. He did a U-turn and parked in a business park to figure it out again. We had to drive a mile back to my house so he could turn around and go the way he originally came. 

Finally, we were on our way to his house. The drive was going fine, I was pretty quiet, but I am an uncomfortable person sometimes, so that's my faultThenen, Sweet Home Alabama came on... he started to sing loudly. I tried not to cringe, I tried to see the endearingness of it. But then he did it again with a Jimmy Buffett song. He put on a Southern accent and everything, it was crazy. 

We got to his house in the middle of nowhere. His driveway was covered in ice because he doesn't shovel, I guess. We were in the house, and his dog immediately started jumping on me. His house smelled like my dead great-grandmother's house (old lady and cigarettes). We went up the stairs to his room, and I was immediately assaulted by the sight. A huge pile of laundry on the floor, an unmade bed, and so much dust. I don't think the word Swiffer had ever been uttered in that room. He apologized for it being a mess and claimed he didn't have time to clean*. He told me to get comfortable and make myself at home as he took his shoes off and sat at his cluttered desk. I was frozen in place, I didn't want to touch anything or put my bag anywhere.

He asked if I wanted to watch something, and I said we should watch Smiling Friends (we had previously talked about watching it together). He put on smiling friends funny moments because he didn't have streaming services. I suggested we put on a free moving on YouTube,e and we ended up watching Mars Attacks. He was lying on the left side of his bed, and I was sitting on the right end. I did not even want to sit on his bed, but there was nothing else for me to do. All throughout the movie, he kept looking at me. I did not dare look at him, for I knew what would happen if I would. An hour into the movie, his mom calls for him and tells him to feed their chickens. We went outside, and he asked if I wanted to order a pizza or eat his mom's soup. I said I wanted to go home after the movie. 

When it was finished, I was ready to get out of there While I was thinking up my rejection message to him, he was planning our second date. I didn't agree to go on a second date, but I didn't want to turn him down less than halfway through the drive and end up dead in a ditch. I barely said anything to him the whole drive, and it was very awkward. I was very happy to be home, but I was immediately harassed by my family about this date.

I went out with my family, and when I got home, I had 5 messages from him. I didn't reply to any of them and just sent my quick rejection and apology. I felt so bad letting him down because he was a nice guy, but I got the ick so bad. 

Also, my hair smelt like cigarettes for a day after going over to this guy's house. 

*we finalized this plan on the 12th. He had two days to clean his room! Hell, he had a couple hours to make his bed and shove the laundry in his closet!