This is MY Love story.
I remember the first time i saw him. He looked a bit like his photo, but in no way did his photos do him justice. I remember thinking wow, he's so hot, i couldn't believe it. I was excited to talk to him, coz i knew who he was and had heard about him. He was quiet and didn't say much, not really what i was expecting. Being as hot as he was i thought for sure he'd be over confident and assertive, but i was so incredibly wrong. Over the days, weeks and months, he listened to my problems, he came out to nightclubs to dance with me and always had time for me. I could have never known that, that one meeting over a year ago would have led to such a wonderful adventure.
I was always so excited when i knew he would be coming out, and when i was out i'd always hog him. I was so proud to be his friend, i always hoped everyone would see me with him. I'd pretend to be too hot so we had to go for walks outside, or sit on the fence outside and talk about random things, like hair and new jeans. I remember one night, he was sitting on the fence i had my back to him, leaning between his legs. It was really cold, and i asked "are you cold?", to which he replied "not the parts where you are." I always remember that, and another time outside on the fence again. He looked at me with these amazing blue eyes and i had to use all my strength not to lean in and kiss him. I just stared, and thought i don't want to ruin the friendship. I was sure he just wanted to be friends, and that if i made a move it would send him running.
I realised how much his company meant to me one night when he said he might come out and didn't. I was left in a nightclub packed with people, lots of them friends yet feeling more empty then ever. Songs would come on that reminded me of him, songs he had made up dance moves for. People would ask me where he was, and i was so happy that people thought i was a close enough friend of his, to know. One hot summer night, i was off to see a band, one who i had not heard much before. I was excited all day to go see them, although i knew few songs of theres, it was the fact i knew he'd be there, alone. I had told him he needed to keep me company. I had no idea that night would have turned out as it did... we held hands as he tried to keep me from being stepped on and bumped into. The band was playing, yet my heart was racing for a different reason. Who cared to see a band when the most amazing boy in this world was holding your hand. The night only got better, as we walked along the beach... I so wanted him to grab my hand again..so i stumbled in the sand so he had to help me.. I knew it was getting late but i just wanted to stay there with him. I will never forget that night, it was the most spontaneous romantic moment of my life...although we barely but touched.
Another time he was out at a nightclub in the city, and we hung out together the whole entire night, and i had the best time. He was always so much fun! At one point in the night he put his arms round me, and i was so nervous, i didn't know what to do. I stood there like a robot, trying not to get too close. I was so afraid of scaring him away. My friends were asking if he was my new boyfriend, and i was so wishing that the answer could be yes, but that was just wishful thinking. We went outside, sat and talked. The night was drawing to an end. We were waiting in thr foyer, and by this time i was in his arms. I will always remember how right it felt being there, and how much i wished time would stop. I went home that night, grinning...hoping...wishing that one day i could feel this happy continuously
This boy changed my life. Being his friend changed who i am now. He made me feel like i deserved to be treated with respect, and that i should never settle for anything less than the best. I admired him so much, but i don't think he ever knew how much. I loved the way he thought, and the way he always gave everybody a go. He was so uniqe and in my eyes so special, but i felt i couldn't tell him this.
People always asked me what was going on with "us", and i always replied "we are JUST friends." I always hoped that it would be more, but with the amount of attention he received, i was sure i'd never even have the slightest chance. He was so incredible, and everybody could see it. I was just left to be hopeful and thankful for our friendship.
Until one night, he was out with his friends and i really wanted to go andsee him. When i got to the nightclub i immediately started looking for him.When i found him he was looking all hot, and i was just excited to be able to hang out with him. We chatted a bit.. and he said that he wanted hugs, coz he got hugs on his birthday (although it wasn't actually his birthday), there was no way i was going to deny him. I hugged him..and stayed tucked under his arm, i didn't want to move i just wanted to stay there cuddle up cosy into his side. He looked down at me, i looked up, my heart was racing a million miles an hour. I was so nervous because he was looking right at me, and i couldn't help but stare back.. before i knew it our faces were slowly etching towards eachother, and then BAM! We kissed, and i could barely kiss him as my nerves were making me feel as if there was a circus inside me and everyone was invited. The kiss felt so right, i had waited for it and wished for it for so long and now it was happening. I couldn't wait to tell my friends.