How We Met

My fiance and I have been together for almost two and a half years now. Yes, we're young, and yes, we might not have been together as long as you think is acceptable to be engaged. But that's your problem that you're so stuck in stereotypes and statistics to really look at the individuals. If you're interested enough to give your opinion on whether or not statistically my relationship will work, then take the time to understand the people you are actually talking about.

Anyways. Back on track, here. This is one of my favorite memories of our time together. It was the night that we met officially. We'd gone to the same school and seen each other in the halls for about five years by then, so it wasn't like we didn't have preconceptions about each other. I was over visiting my friend when all of a sudden, Zac burst through the door. I just looked at my friend and felt kind of cheated; why would he have one of his friends come over while I was there? Especially when he knew I'd never hung out with this kid. So we kind of awkwardly introduced/assumed names (you know, that whole "hey, you're so-and-so, right?") and the three of us started hanging out. They showed me some you tube videos (songs that made me cry because they were so sweet) and I started to turn on the flirt. I was a single high school senior just looking for some fun. Nothing serious at all, really. So I started to complain about how I was sore from cheering practice that day and lifting people, so he offered me a "the famous Zac massage". After accepting the offer, I was laying on my stomach on the floor and he stood over me, straddling my back. He did this tickle thing where he just ran his fingers up and down my back, not really applying pressure. What I forgot to tell him is how ticklish I am... which ended up being problematic. He hit one of the worst spots you can on me and I naturally scrunched up. And ended up kicking him right where the sun don't shine (yes, I just said that). And now we're about to get married. Go figure that a first impression like that would end up like this. 

This isn't the first night we met, but it's from before we were dating