keira

FH and I met at a house party while I was in my last year at Uni. He had already graduated but kept coming back most weekends for parties. We have a disagreement as to who started talking to who first – I think it was him he thinks it was me. A lot of alcohol had been consumed that night so it’s something we are never going to solve! J Anyway we had been talking all night and at about 3am FH wanted to leave so asked if he could give me a little kiss before he left. And I agreed. The following weekend there was another party in the same house so I did some digging around (some might call it facebook stalking) and found out that he was going out be there again. So out came my cutest outfit! Got to the house party – and he wouldn’t talk to me! Every time I approached him he was in a deep convo with someone else – so I got a bit frustrated and after a few drinks accused him of not talking to me…he turned round and said he was a bit intimidated by me and was a bit shy! Oops! Nearly scared him off! After that it was another long night of talking and when we left the house party he walked me 5 km out of his way at 7am in the morning. After that we arranged to meet up for Bonfire night – 5 Nov and when to see some fireworks. As he was travelling over for the weekend and not staying with his friends he kept it a secret from them so the whole time we were out we were looking over our shoulders to see if anyone we knew was around! We made it thought the evening and decided to go to a pub for a drink before heading home. As we are in the middle of playing a game of pool – in walks FH best friend! No more secrets! After that moment FH was travelling across the UK every weekend to come and see me until I finished uni. We moved in together after 1 year together and then after 3 years together we moved to Australia. We are now just 2.5 months out from getting married and we have been together for 5 years. He is my best friend as well as everything else I want him to be and I am very very lucky to be marrying him.