It all started the summer of 2009. I started a work program to make some money, they posted me at a county barn where I had to weed eat, mow, paint, etc. There was so many guys working there, some cute ones too, I had my eyes set on this one guy, he was tall, tan, blonde hair, toned stomach, broad shoulders, (sounds like a fantasy, I know) anyway I had my eyes set on him, always flirting around. One day I was put on a crew with me, my brother, and an old friend. We were painting a cemetery pavilion green and silver. I love painting so I didn’t mind.

Our supervisor would take my brother and leave me and my friend there alone, we would always talk and reminisce about school and people we went to school with. Later I found out he was starting to like me. I was happy, I thought I’d finally found a boyfriend. But I was wrong, dead wrong.

The main lady from the job program I was on showed up for us to sign our pay checks, it was raining this day, and we were told to weed eat and mow around the shop. So I picked up a weed eater and it hit me in the eye, to my surprise a guy I hadn’t even thought about liking, took the weed eater away, wiped the grass from my face, and smiled at me. I knew this was gonna be a great chapter in my life. While outside mowing, his weed eater ran out of gas, he walked over to where I was push mowing a ditch and started talking to me, I soon then realized that I had previously ignored a friend request from him on myspace and facebook, we started talking about previous jobs, and I did find out I knew his sister. We clicked, I knew we were gonna end up together.

Later that day we said our Fischer for the weekend. Oh how I thought of him and couldn’t wait for Monday. When Monday rolled around we were setting across from eachother once again, he never said a word, just smiled. Our boss was giving our job assignments for the day, when we realized I was the only person on my crew that day and he was the only on his, so we were put together painting that day. Before we got out he grabbed my hand and smiled. That made my heart melt. We finished painting the pavilion an was put on weed eating, we went back to the shop and gathered our weed eaters and gas, when our supervisor took forever to come out of the shop, so we set there waiting when to my surprise he kissed me! My heart pounded, it was amazing beyond belief, at the end of the work day je took me home, and kissed me aging, when I arrived home he gave me his number and I invited him swimming with me an my brother that day.

I arrived at my grandmas and used me uncles phone to text him as we were headed to the lake, he was already there, we arrived an hour before dark. We talked and swam around and had fun. That’s the day we started dating.

Two weeks later he broke up with me on facebook, he said his parents didn’t want us together because of our age difference, 6 1/2 years. A week later we were together again. Two months went by and we were so happy, he said he loved me and I believed him. One night we had sex. And exchanged some dirty pictures. My mom found out the next day. 🙁 she called the cops and tried to get charges filed. The police wouldn’t press charges because 16 is legal consent and because I didn’t file charges they dropped the case.

Three months went by and I haven’t heard a word from him, I thought it was over. I always talked about him with my friends at school when my bestie did the unthinkable. She found him on myspace and started talking to him, I knew nothing about this until she came to school the next Monday and showed me the messages, he still loved me and he said It never ended. That was the happiest moment of my life, I spent two years not seeing him but borrowing my cousins and uncles phone to talk to him for a year, I had my own phone the next year. Two years talking on the phone was my only communication with him. At the end of the second year I would stay the night with me brother who let me leave late at night to see this love of mine. I did this for a few months when my mother found out, but at this time I was 18 and it didn’t matter. I moved in with him the day after I turned 18. And we bought a house, which we live in now.

Honestly I do believe he loves me from the first time he said it. I am still waiting on a proposal after 2 1/2 years but I think it’s worth the wait. He held on through the police and everything. How many guys would stay with a girl if their parents tried to put them in jail? Not very many. So if he could hold on two years I think I can wait a little longer as well.

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