I met my boyfriend of 2 years and 7 months at a bowling alley, when I was 17. He came with a mutual friend. I saw my guy friend walking towards me with this HOTT guy with the most beautiful eyes, dimples and smile I have ever seen.I said hi to my friend and hugged him, and I said hi to him, and hugged him(I'm a very touchy feely person, I hug everyone, haha), and he kinda froze up and didn't hug me back. And I thought to myself "Man! This guy does not want me touching him
at all!" Well he didn't talk to me for the rest of the night, and would barely crack a smile when I tried to talk to him, so I figured he didn't like me and left it at that. I was only 17, had no interest in dating, and had never seriously dated or liked anyone before. I didn't see hi again until 3-4 months later. 4 months later, I was having a little get together at my house, and when I opened the door, their he was standing their with another one of my guy friends
. I was like, "It's that hot guy, who doesn't like me,and he's at my house....why
". Anywho, I tried to talk to him again, and he barely spoke and was short, so I made a mental note to ignore him from then on. I later saw him that night chatting up my daddy (yes I'm 20 almost 21 and I still call him daddy, I always will
), who is extremely over protective of my sister and I, and my dad was actually laughing and high fiving him
. From that point on I could never remember his name, my friends and I just always called him the "hott boy", and whenever I tried to talk to him he acted like he hated me. Sorry this is so long
, I just love talking about my baby!For the next 6 months I saw him everytime I went out with my group of friends, and on one occasion, when I had just turned 18, we went to the mall with a few people, and a random guy hit on me, and would not leave me alone
, and BF came to my rescue and ordered the guy to get away frome me (He's 6'3). I thought it was so sweet. Later that night he told me he liked me, and had always liked me, and he went back every weekend, for 4 months to the bowling alley where we met, hoping he would see me again. He then later purposely became friends with my friends so he could see me again. And the reason he was "mean" to me was because he was to nervous to talk to me, and that I was the most beautiful girl he had ever met (great line, haha!). I told him that while "I was flattered and he was
fine as heck! I wasn't looking to date anyone seriously right now". And do you know what he told me?
"I will wait on you for as long as it takes for you to be ready to date me, I am not going anywhere, take as much time as you need". Long story short (even though at this point it's futile, LOL), he went to my father and asked for permission to date me, and my father said yes! My entire family love him. My father calls him his son, and my sister calls him her little brother. I went through a very sad time where I purchased a pomeranian puppy from a breeder. She sent me the wrong dog, and he died a few days after getting him from parvo. I was so depressed for months over it. (There is a thread about it-http://www.yorkietalk.com/forums/showthread.php?t=19532&highlight=boettger) and he paid a little over $800 and got me my first yorkie Tucker, who I don't have anymore
(long story, to painful to talk about), to cheer me up. I love him so much. He is my light. Sorry for the extra long story guys
. Thanks for letting me share how I met my "love" with you guys
