I logged onto Facebook like I do every night to check on everyone's personal updates and to check the number of likes I have on my new profile picture. As I was scrolling I noticed someone new had logged on to Facebook. I check my friend list and see that Jimmy had logged on. I stared at his name for a good while. This isn't the first time we had been on Facebook at the same time, but something about this time was different. I felt unstoppable; I knew that I had to talk to him.
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By the end of sophomore year oh high school, we were best friends. Little did he know that I was falling for him more and more. Little did I know that I was putting myself more and more in the friend zone. The only people who knew that I liked Jim was my mom. My mom LOVED Jimmy. She thought he was the nicest, most mannerly boy she every met. She would tell me that I was going to marry him on a daily basis. Eventually, I began saying it too. At one point I even told him... and he agreed. This was now our thing. We told every one that we were going to get married, because well, we were going to.
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It was just a regular weeknight of me scrolling through my facebook feed, playing some tunes and just killing time before I went to sleep. Little did I know, this night was going to be far from normal because I was about to get a message from that super cute girl who was kicking rocks in front of my house. When saw that message box pop up from the Emily Horn, I had no idea what was about to go down. I thought at first she must just need to ask me something, I didn't think she would be looking for conversation with a guy like me.
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As I struggled more and more to sound as smooth as possible my replies I began to realize that I was wrong, SHE REALLY WANTED TO TALK TO ME!!! I felt like I was on top of the world, I knew this was going to be the start of something, I just had no idea what. I would try and squeeze in a joke here and there to sound funny and when she asked questions about me I made sure to reread my replies before I sent them to make sure I didn't sound like a weird-o.
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I, once again, had to take the big step in actually telling Jim how I felt about him. I texted him a very long message saying how long i've liked him, how i'm dating the wrong guy, etc. Jim replies... "Yeah i know how you feel." Thanks bud. After texting him how I really felt, everything fell apart. But, after the storm passed, the sun came out, and everything seemed to fall into place. On March 21, 2015 as we were crossing the 9th Street bridge driving home from Ocean City, Jim turned to me as asked if I would be his girlfriend. I thought I would never hear the words. I couldn't do anything but smile at that point. My dream just came true.
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