It’s a kind of long story, but I’m more than happy to share it :)
So a long while back, probably before Christmas last year, my friend Kyle was basically DESPERATE to hook me up with someone. He hated seeing me sad and lonely all the time. He was hooking me up with his exes, his boyfriends exes, and some nasty ass people. ANYWAY, One day I got a message from this boy named Doug on facebook saying that he was friends with Kyle and that Kyle told him about me. We made small talk for a while and he told me that he was going to be moving to my hometown soon. Since he was born and raised in Boston, and went to college in Hawaii, he didnt have many friends in my neck of the woods so he was just looking for some people to hang out with. After that, it sorta just fizzled out.
Summer of 2010 rolls around. Finished my first year at college and am feeling quite good about myself with a 3.3 GPA. I had a couple flings over the summer, one of which involved me fucking a straight guy at my sisters birthday party. In July, my family goes up north to the 1000 islands for a week of vacation every year. The day before I left for vacation, I got a message from Doug on facebook, telling me that he just got in to Syracuse a few days ago and that he thought we should chill and smoke a blunt or something. I was more than happy to show a new friend around town, plus he’s so adorable. It just sucked because it was bad timing and I was leaving for a week vacation.
We ended up exchanging phone numbers and texting each other the whole week. In the meantime, while I wasn’t out swimming, lounging in the sun, or fishing, I was creeping his facebook on my downtime. Usually, when I go to 1000 islands for vacation, I leave my phone off, or on silent the entire time and never talk to anyone. Simply because its my vacation and MY time. No one butts in on my relaxtion. Well, Doug was the exception. He was so goddamn adorable in everything he said, and I just couldn’t wait to meet him.
That day, July 17th 2010, I came home from vacation and went straight to house sitting from there. They leave me a sick ass car to drive, so I put the convertible top down, threw on my stunna shades and went to go pick him up.
When I got there, he looked even better face to face. Brown hair, Brown eyes, athletic toned, about 5ft 9in tall (same as me), and the cutest and most perfect smile you’d ever see.
We hung out for a few hours. Went swimming, smoked a blunt, had a beer, the usual stuff you do when you hang out. We were chilling in the living room and chatting til things went quiet and he was just staring at me. The he said “Come cuddle with me.”
That, my friends, was the start of something beautiful. He later said that asking me to cuddle with him was the best decision he’s ever made in his life and that he was miserable til he met me.
Little did he know, that saying yes is the best decision I’ve ever made too :)