Mkay so. The story starts in August 21, 2018. I had finally decided to become more active in a Discord server I joined back in January. (I'm horrible at socializing normally mkay...)
So I was scrolling through the channels bored out of my mind when I noticed this one person had decided to hold an impromptu Karaoke event and I decided wtf why not. So I joined the chat and...he was singing a god damn country song. HIS VOICE MADE IT SO GOOD I SAT THROUGH THE WHOLE SONG AND JUST THOUGHT OMG. I can't even remember the name of the song but my god. It was great. (Yes this is me being lovestruck shhhh)
Anyway. He ended his song and we chatted while he picked another one. It was a Backstreet Boys he had thrown on his playlist for laughs and welp. I couldn't help but join in since I knew the song. This led to more chatting, more singing, and by the end of the night we were talking like old friends and I nearly forgot it was the first time I had actually talked to the guy.
AND THEN! I wake up and turn my phone on to discover he messaged me to apologize for being a bit forward with me and omg...it was just ridiculously adorable and sweet. I hadn't minded a bit cause he had been a gentleman the whole night even though I did notice his interest. (Don't worry I made sure he knew and that it was all good)
Anyway we got to talking again and that was when I learned a few other things about him: he rides a motorcycle and he's a chef. Seriously. I found a real live sinnamon roll. And he still behaved as a gentleman. (Looking back there were definitely not so subtle hints thrown my way but uh. I was trying to not get over eager about the whole thing.)
Well an hour or two into the discssion; I finally decided okay its time to bring in a second opinion and turned to one of my good friends to see if I was really reading this right! And she was like yeaaaah I'd say he's definitely flirting with you so just ya know. Go for it already.
By the end of the day we both figured out yes we were attracted to each other, yes we wanted to get to know each other better, and sure why not throw dating into the mix! Now only downside to this was: I lived in the middle of the US in Kansas. He lived in good old Arizona and there was no way we were going to meet in person any time soon. (On the plus side that definitely led to us taking things slow and taking our time getting to know each other.)
Now about a month into dating...well he had to change jobs and started stressing about a few things so I had an idea and worked with a friend to put it into action. I made sure I had worked out the details before messaging him and asking if it would be alright if I visited him for a week in November or December. As you can imagine he was like omg yes please!!!!
So I started planning, setting aside money for a hotel and plane tickets, and made sure I had everything arranged near perfect as I could get it. There was only one thing I couldn't prepare for: you see...I lived with my mom and well. She's very strict and no matter how old you are...if you live in her house then you follow her rules.
Well about a month before I was supposed to leave I sat down and told her about the trip. At first she was very accepting of it. A week later she told me if I went on the trip then I wouldn't have a place to come back to. I hadn't even told her I was going to visit my boyfriend. I had just said I was planning to go on a vacation for a week and left it at that.
(Please keep in mind I'm 21 and I did thoroughly think this out before deciding on this plan. Just so that's clear. I'm in love not stupid. Also I did inform two of my siblings about the plan and another friend so that way I had people who knew where I was and to contact me.)
Well with that threat hanging over my head, I called up my sister thinking surely she will know wtf to do rn. She told me to calm down and that I was still going on the trip before making me promise that I would come back no matter what...yeah.
Anyway the next few weeks go by til its about four days til I leave for the airport. And that's when my mom asks if I had cancelled the trip. Of course I told her no I hadn't and she was like okay you need to be out of here then. Only my sister managed to talk her down. That's when I was like okay ya know what...screw this and asked hey Shad (the guy) is the option for me to move in with you on the table still?
Bless him he said yes of course sure! And welp. I had three days to sort as much of my things into two suitcases, a carry-on bag, and a duffel bag. Thankfully I had already downsized a lot from previous moves so I managed to fit all the most important stuff in them. I also had to return the luggage my sister had given me to borrow and well...that's when she knew. I didn't plan to come back. Not after that last melt down and all. It was just not gonna happen.
It went down as well as you'd expect. But I still managed to get everything going and by 11 am on November 28th...I was finally with my man and hugging him tight in an airport. And I've been living happily with him for about two months since then.
(I still can't believe it some days...)
So I was scrolling through the channels bored out of my mind when I noticed this one person had decided to hold an impromptu Karaoke event and I decided wtf why not. So I joined the chat and...he was singing a god damn country song. HIS VOICE MADE IT SO GOOD I SAT THROUGH THE WHOLE SONG AND JUST THOUGHT OMG. I can't even remember the name of the song but my god. It was great. (Yes this is me being lovestruck shhhh)
Anyway. He ended his song and we chatted while he picked another one. It was a Backstreet Boys he had thrown on his playlist for laughs and welp. I couldn't help but join in since I knew the song. This led to more chatting, more singing, and by the end of the night we were talking like old friends and I nearly forgot it was the first time I had actually talked to the guy.
AND THEN! I wake up and turn my phone on to discover he messaged me to apologize for being a bit forward with me and omg...it was just ridiculously adorable and sweet. I hadn't minded a bit cause he had been a gentleman the whole night even though I did notice his interest. (Don't worry I made sure he knew and that it was all good)
Anyway we got to talking again and that was when I learned a few other things about him: he rides a motorcycle and he's a chef. Seriously. I found a real live sinnamon roll. And he still behaved as a gentleman. (Looking back there were definitely not so subtle hints thrown my way but uh. I was trying to not get over eager about the whole thing.)
Well an hour or two into the discssion; I finally decided okay its time to bring in a second opinion and turned to one of my good friends to see if I was really reading this right! And she was like yeaaaah I'd say he's definitely flirting with you so just ya know. Go for it already.
By the end of the day we both figured out yes we were attracted to each other, yes we wanted to get to know each other better, and sure why not throw dating into the mix! Now only downside to this was: I lived in the middle of the US in Kansas. He lived in good old Arizona and there was no way we were going to meet in person any time soon. (On the plus side that definitely led to us taking things slow and taking our time getting to know each other.)
Now about a month into dating...well he had to change jobs and started stressing about a few things so I had an idea and worked with a friend to put it into action. I made sure I had worked out the details before messaging him and asking if it would be alright if I visited him for a week in November or December. As you can imagine he was like omg yes please!!!!
So I started planning, setting aside money for a hotel and plane tickets, and made sure I had everything arranged near perfect as I could get it. There was only one thing I couldn't prepare for: you see...I lived with my mom and well. She's very strict and no matter how old you are...if you live in her house then you follow her rules.
Well about a month before I was supposed to leave I sat down and told her about the trip. At first she was very accepting of it. A week later she told me if I went on the trip then I wouldn't have a place to come back to. I hadn't even told her I was going to visit my boyfriend. I had just said I was planning to go on a vacation for a week and left it at that.
(Please keep in mind I'm 21 and I did thoroughly think this out before deciding on this plan. Just so that's clear. I'm in love not stupid. Also I did inform two of my siblings about the plan and another friend so that way I had people who knew where I was and to contact me.)
Well with that threat hanging over my head, I called up my sister thinking surely she will know wtf to do rn. She told me to calm down and that I was still going on the trip before making me promise that I would come back no matter what...yeah.
Anyway the next few weeks go by til its about four days til I leave for the airport. And that's when my mom asks if I had cancelled the trip. Of course I told her no I hadn't and she was like okay you need to be out of here then. Only my sister managed to talk her down. That's when I was like okay ya know what...screw this and asked hey Shad (the guy) is the option for me to move in with you on the table still?
Bless him he said yes of course sure! And welp. I had three days to sort as much of my things into two suitcases, a carry-on bag, and a duffel bag. Thankfully I had already downsized a lot from previous moves so I managed to fit all the most important stuff in them. I also had to return the luggage my sister had given me to borrow and well...that's when she knew. I didn't plan to come back. Not after that last melt down and all. It was just not gonna happen.
It went down as well as you'd expect. But I still managed to get everything going and by 11 am on November 28th...I was finally with my man and hugging him tight in an airport. And I've been living happily with him for about two months since then.
(I still can't believe it some days...)
