We met through a mutual friend through college, I liked him from the very beginning, but he didn’t notice. He was funny, kind and I was a very shy person, He also had a crush on another girl. She was not interested but liked the attention. We would hang out with mutual friends. I didn’t talk much but he always knew how to get me to laugh. Eventually he made me comfortable talking more, I wanted him to think of me more than a friend, I would come over just to talk to him about anything and everything, his parents loved me instantly.
We would hang out more and more going to the movies and going out to eat still as friends, the more we hung out the less he paid attention to his crush, and she did not like that; she started spreading rumors about me behind my back, but he didn’t care, and that would upset her. She would complain to anyone who would listen, finally a mutual friend spoke up for us, so she cut us out of her life. He no longer cared about what she had to say. He would walk me to my car every night and we would talk and joke, we never seemed to run out of things to talk about. I finally got up the courage and put my fears of rejection to the side and I kissed him. We were both in shock, he finally knew my feelings for him, and I waited for the rejection I knew was coming, but it never did. He leaned down to kiss me; we were both so happy to finally know our feelings for each other.
We dated for seven years before he proposed. We just moved into our new house, and we will be trying for a baby soon. We have our ups and downs, but we never go to bed mad, we lean on each other when times get tough, and we do not keep secrets from each other. Well… not including surprises.