She was all blushes and for the life of me, I couldn't understand why she was feeling a 17yr old. Well, in my defense, he looked like a teenager. So I let her be and went to find Paris. We all wanted to have fun later but we had no friends who had cars. And when Lisa caught up with us, what do you know! The kid she was talking to had a car! And was willing to take us all out. Oh well, we just wanted to party. When he came to meet us, with his friends, he was smelling real good. And I innocently asked for a hug.
Long story short, things went awkward when the kid, let's call him Kris, started hitting on me and completely ignored Lisa. Made me uncomfortable because even though she was Paris' friend and not mine, I wasn't immune to the pain she was feeling while she watched us. And for some reason, I got really jealous when they disappeared for about an hour. But then I brushed it aside.
Meloling, Litaleng and Times where we spent most of the night. Then back to Roma. I busied myself with my Blackberry all night for unlike Lisa and Paris, I had no hook up. The available guys just didn't cut it for me. Solo was the only option. And the toxic relationship I was in was taking its toll on me. I ended up taking his number at the end of the night. Blame Paris for that. And I called him the following day.
And that night I was with him. And he started calling me everyday, all day. It was good for me because it helped me forget the other guy and Kris was taking me to fancy places and beautiful landscapes and all that and even though we were both not looking for a relationship, what we felt was beyond us. A week after we met, he asked me out. I was scared to accept but he made a good case so he won. Then a day later, we had tattoos. I know what you thinking. But they were different and not chained. Ha!
Then we travelled around the country for that's what his work requires of him. I loved his confidence and charisma and how he wasn't ever afraid to let me shine. He accepted me for who I was and only changed me for the better. Then my father knew about us. Hell broke loose but I knew there was nothing he could say that would change my mind. So we went on. And the first time that I broke his heart, I felt every ounce of pain he felt and that was the worst week ever. He ended things and my mom was able to get him to talk to me about it, and we made it through.
Then one of his colleagues just couldn't accept that Kris was into me because I'd broken one of his friend's heart. Well it wasn't my fault that his friend knew nothing about women. And that he had his own issues I didn't wanna get involved in. In short, he was a total disappointment in all aspects. Too bad he was into me. I know. I sound like a snob. But that's how it went down. This colleague and his friend did and said everything they could to get Kris to leave me. But he never did. He stayed with me. Until they gave up. After months and months of scheming.
Now when we fight, it's never about the 3rd person. And we always find a way to make up before we sleep. He works hard, he's intelligent and caring...I could go all night. Kris is my soulmate. And the only way he's changed is that now he loves me more than he did when it all began. And I love him just as much. Wedding bells anyone? Hahaha! Who knows!
And tomorrow's Valentine's Day. Kris, I love you. And thank you for the role you've played in my life and the life of someone very close to me. Thank you for putting up with me and my complex personalities. Happy Valentine's Day.
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