Yesterday I was reading this blog and oh my gosh cute cute cute story. And it got me thinking about me and Dean and how we met and everything. So I'm going to share it with you.
I met Dean officially a few days after New Years of 2013. It just so happened that I worked with his mom and his sister (aka my newest best friend Savaughn). One day he walked into work to take his mom out to dinner and I thought he was SO cute. I remember thinking he had perfect hair and the prettiest eyes. I told Savaughn later that night I thought he was cute and of course she immediately went to her phone and told him. So he got my number and we talked for a few days before I actually officially met him.
He came and visited Savaughn and I while we were working one night. I only remember three things about him and that night: for some reason I went home convinced I was taller than him (I think I have a complex), he carried a gun, and he had a really good handshake. Depending on who you are, you may or may not know this but my first impressions of people are solely based off of their handshake--I don't know why. He got an A+.
And then he called me the next day and asked me on my last first date I will ever have.
Best first date of my life. We went and saw The Hobbit, ate sushi and went bowling (I beat him.) We had so much fun together and it wasn't really awkward at all. And then we continued to hang out and date. I had a night class twice a week and we would go eat ice cream or watch the Walking Dead (our first kiss? We were watching the Walking Dead. Romantic, right?) I just remember how cute and nerdy I thought he was when he'd go off on tangents about the zombie apocalypse and AR-15s.
But we were friends before we really started our relationship. It took us like a month to hold hands, three months for our last first kiss, and like five months to officially become boyfriend and girlfriend. But that's why it was perfect. By the time I loved him, he was my best friend. I literally fell in love with my best friend.
Best first date of my life. We went and saw The Hobbit, ate sushi and went bowling (I beat him.) We had so much fun together and it wasn't really awkward at all. And then we continued to hang out and date. I had a night class twice a week and we would go eat ice cream or watch the Walking Dead (our first kiss? We were watching the Walking Dead. Romantic, right?) I just remember how cute and nerdy I thought he was when he'd go off on tangents about the zombie apocalypse and AR-15s.
But we were friends before we really started our relationship. It took us like a month to hold hands, three months for our last first kiss, and like five months to officially become boyfriend and girlfriend. But that's why it was perfect. By the time I loved him, he was my best friend. I literally fell in love with my best friend.
And I continue to fall in love with him every single day.
Was this the date when I saw you two? Oh man...if it was. Eeee my heart sings.
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