Non-Committal
Friend was having a 17th birthday party and invited a tonne of people from various schools. My friend called me up to arrange transportation and for some reason put me on the phone with some other rando. Had a random conversation about nothing and got on with my day. Added him on ICQ (uhoh, yeah I am old) a few days before the party.
At the party when I met him face to face I insulted him, didn’t speak to him at all, and made out with another guy.
3 days later he rings me up and asks me out. Dated for about 6 months. I loved him so much, my first love really. It broke me when we broke up.
FFW 7 years, and we’re in MSN messenger time. He randomly contacts me one day, and we start hanging out as friends again.
We’re clearly in a relationship, but he wont call me his girlfriend or put a label on anything… a year and a half and we do everything together, he calls me his “missus” but not his girlfriend. Ok, weirdo.
We go for a drive as we were known to do one day, driving up the coast trying to beat a storm. He pulls over at one of my favourite lookouts, and we watch the storm go out to sea. He gets down on one knee, and asks me to marry him. I push him over onto his arse, but of course say yes.
Married for 12 years 🙂
Story credit: Reddit / Evendim