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I was going to a comic con with a friend who was that one friend who's at the centre of the friendship group, but we met up with my girlfriend because of travel arrangements and because I knew literally no one else, I ended up going around the entire con with her. It then took us like half a year to get our shit together and start dating
 
September 2010 I was taking classes at my local community college and was study buddies with a classmate of mine. She met this guy who wanted to copy notes from her and she invited him to the spot she and I met at every Wednesday at 4. As the semester pushed forward, we all became friends, but it slowly turned into just he and I chatting and chilling. He had a girlfriend at the time, so the moment he realized we were both beginning to develop feelings toward the end of the semester, he kinda up and ghosted me. lol

May 2013 3 years and 1 failed relationship later, on a whim, I decided to reach out and 3 days later he wrote back agreeing up meet for a drink to catch up. He ended up getting me a job and oddly enough became my boss at some point down the line.

June 2014 He no longer has a girlfriend, I'm single and we realize we've kinda been in love with each other for years. He asks me to be his girlfriend and we move in together. Yes, this happened all at once. No regrets.

December 2015 I said yes ^_^

March 2016 We bought a house together!

Present Day Haven't officially tied the knot yet or set a date, but things are still good. We're happy and working on our education as well as being debt free so we can get married soon.
 
i met my boyfriend my sophomore year of high school (his junior year). i'm convinced we were meant to meet each other because we both just happened to move to the same school in the middle of virginia from opposite coasts (he was from new york, and i was from california) the same exact year.

so he actually moved mid-year while i was visiting my grandma in california. when i came back to school after visiting, i realized that there was this really cute guy in two of my classes and i was instantly crushing on him cause he was SO different from the clean-cut, baseball playing, military kids that I was used to being around. he had long hair and he smoked cigarettes and listened to metal music. that day i went up to him to introduce myself and it was so embarrassing:

me: hi, i noticed you're new here, and I am too. so maybe we can sit together at lunch
him: fuck off, i don't want to be friends.
me: okay :) *melts into the floor in embarrassment*

later that day when i was sitting in my mom's car after school, he skateboarded by while smoking a cigarette and i pointed him out to my mom and said "look mom, that's my future husband" and she almost had a heart attack LOL

anyways, eventually we got thrown together working on our school's literature magazine and we started talking and I found out that he was going through some really tough stuff and he had a super controlling, and three year older, girlfriend and he wasn't really "allowed" to have friends. so while we couldn't hang out outside of school, we spent literally every day together working on this stupid magazine and i had the biggest, stupidest crush on him. eventually, his older girlfriend broke up with him and surprisingly (at the time, not in retrospect) he seemed like a totally different person. he was happier and funnier and within two weeks, we were dating.

it's been almost five years now and we have our own apartment in new york and we have a guinea pig (since, sadly, the apartment is too small for a dog) and we've never been happier. also despite her initial heart attack, my mom and my dad love him to pieces and keep bugging us to get married lol.
 
I met my husband doing The Rocky Horror Picture Show with a shadow cast. The first time i ever saw him I was 18 and I told my best friend "Im going to marry that man one day." I'm 23 now and we've been married for seven months. I had a crush on him for a year and a half before he even knew i existed. Now we're trying to have a baby ?.
 
I met my husband doing The Rocky Horror Picture Show with a shadow cast. The first time i ever saw him I was 18 and I told my best friend "Im going to marry that man one day." I'm 23 now and we've been married for seven months. I had a crush on him for a year and a half before he even knew i existed. Now we're trying to have a baby ?.
isn’t it great to say “i’m going to marry that man” and then see it actually happen! so happy for you ? and good luck with having a baby!
 
First off, I love all these cute stories!

So I met my boyfriend in high school. I was honestly on the fast track to not dating anyone. I had a lot of ups and downs with my friendships over one guy, and I honestly didn't want to add more drama to the drama-soup. The aforementioned one guy, Kyle, was your typical "bad boy down with the man lets do drugs" kind of guy, and we were friends since 6th grade. For some reason everyone in my friend group liked him, as in wanted to date him, but he for some reason liked me. Either way, we were friends, and for some reason his girlfriends always thought he was cheating on them with me, and since he dated a couple of my friends that really killed my friend group. Coming in to 9th grade, my friends consisted of Kyle and another girl, Abbie, who I am still friends with. Well I met this girl Mollie, we ended up becoming good friends, and there was this guy. His name was Anthony. They lived in the same housing plan, and he had always kind of been a "friend of a friend" type dude. I knew of him, but never actually talked to him.
Well he and Mollie were friends off the premise they lived near each other, but not really close. But I saw a lot of him as time went on. In ninth grade we shared the same swim class period, and he ran in the same dating circles Kyle did which was just weird now that I think of it.
So we interacted slightly from time to time, and one day between our class break he randomly walked up to me in the hall, and said "You are mine." Me, the eloquent person I am, kind of just sputtered a "What?" but the warning bell rang and we had to go to our separate classes. Well after that I just passed it off as a joke or a dare. But the one afternoon I had to stay late for a project, and he was staying late for his robotics club. I was going to walk to my friend Abbie's house (She lived right down the hill from the school) and he was going to walk to his firehall where he volunteered (also right down the hill) and we sort of met each other going out the one side door to the school. Then that bastard just up and kissed me out of nowhere. Granted, I enjoyed it.
Anyways we eventually got around to exchanging numbers and talking, occasionally kissing for whatever reason. He told me after the fact he was actually really nervous about kissing me so he just did it instead of trying to feel things out, and that he was also trying to protect his balls so I didn't kick them afterwards. Let's put it this way, he has a healthy dose of narcissism mixed in with his mental state.
So summer came and went, and I was at Mollies a lot, and we would go on walks around her neighborhood, and invite him along if he was out an about. We eventually "DTR"ed (defined the relationship) somewhere in the middle of all that, but I don't actually have a date so we just go for when we first started casually making out. In tenth grade we were in the same classes for half the day which was great.
Well Kyle went and got himself kicked out of high school in tenth grade, so a lot more of my time was taken up by Anthony lol. But at the end of the year my mother announced she wanted to move in with the guy she was seeing (my biological father was never in the picture so I was raised by a single mom on a tight budget) and Mollie's dad got a job several states away and they were also moving at the end of 10th grade. We ended up moving in with the guy who was to become my stepfather (which happened later that year). It all started fine, Anthony and I were still good, Mollie and I were still talking, Kyle was doing okay and working and we still talked. Well around October of 11th grade year I hit an all time low. Mollie was doing great, making plenty of friends, and was barely talking to me. I was barely able to see Anthony, and most of my friends at my old school were no longer speaking to me. I hadn't been able to find any good friends at the new school, and the few people I talked to ended up being "Kyle-Type" people who were really in to drugs. I felt like absolute shit about myself and my life, and fell into a pretty deep depression. My mom honestly wasn't helping either. She was more worried about my stepfathers two kids, and any time I tried to talk to her about how I felt it went down the "You need to try harder to make friends" or "I never raised you to give up".
I broke up with Anthony. I also got in to some bad situations with the Kyle-Type people. My mother was too happy I was hanging out with people and being "social" to realize I was getting in to drugs and other dumb crap. My life was a mess. It all came to a head at the end of the year party I went to when I woke up with no clue where I was, who's bed I was in, and what had happened the night before. There was a note on the nightstand that said "Thanks for the good night" and a tied off condom in the trash beside the bed. I felt disgusting.
I ended up calling Mollie, and we talked for several hours. The next week I ended up going all the way out to her house several states away, and staying with her. I pretty much quit cold turkey, and her parents were on a businesses trip, so no one ended up knowing just how bad things were except Mollie.
We ended up messaging Anthony on Facebook (AKA she did, and I just read over her shoulder) because I wanted to know how he was doing, if he had moved on, if he was happy. He ended up asking about me, and when Mollie said I was here with her, he asked to talk to me. He reminded me he loved me, and missed me, and was there for me if I needed him.
When we got to my mothers house after I stayed with Mollie Mollie helped me convince my mother to let me go back to my old school. I passed it off as academic reasons (I maintained a fine grade in school because academically they were behind what I had learned at my old school) because my mother to this day doesn't know about the drugs. I just couldn't go back to those people and that environment.
So my senior year, I was back at my old school with Anthony. Things were pretty rough at the start between us, neither of us knowing quite how to act. The drama soup got stirred again when a girl I thought was my friend started telling me all these nasty rumors about him when I was gone, and honestly just a lot of unnecessary drama. but we got through it. Now here we are, years later. Anthony is going to get his bachelors (he has an associates) and I'm trying to figure out what to do with my life after a failed college attempt (they changed my major half way in to the first semester and it was a mess), but I think I got things figured out(I want to get in to counseling and work with veterans).
We are still going strong, and waiting for after college for more "concrete" plans.


Sorry that it was so long!!

Few updates - Kyle has been in and out of jail but we are still friends.
Mollie is no longer my friend, she ditched me in senior year when she got a boyfriend.
Abbie and I are great friends and we just got back from vacation together.
Anthony and I (well me more than him) are the proud parents of an adorable baby ball python.


If you made it this far, congrats! I honestly didn't expect to write half a book, but as I started writing about us I realized it wasn't exactly a "we met here, fell in love, and been that way since" type deal.
 

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