I don't even know where to begin. Lol. I don't really want to get into the whole Brenton thing. Let me just skip to last Sunday.
I had been dating Brenton for a little over a week. I could already tell things weren't going to last. He never had time for me. We never talked, and he could never come see me. It was becoming too much.
But of course, it would only get more stressful. Because here comes one of my best friends, telling me that he thinks we should be together. I'd been giving him advice on asking a different girl out for a month...and through all that talking we'd done, I guess he started to realize he wanted a girl like me. He picked a PERFECT time to tell me this. (Not.) So, on top of the stress I already had in my relationship...I now had a guy that I'd been semi-interested in for quite some time telling me that he wanted to be with me. I told him that my relationship might not work out...and we agreed that we should just start hanging out more as friends, to see if there's any connection between us.
Over the next few days, we got closer and closer....and Brenton kept drifting away. Finally, Wednesday night...I ended it. It was quick and painless, and I shifted my focus. Here's the good part, I promise.
So, he and I went to the CCHS band concert together on Friday night. We had decided that it was sort of a date. After leaving the concert, he asked me to tag along with him to run some errands, so I did. We went to Lowe's, Best Buy (we were there for a good 45 minutes, because he was geeking out) and then Walmart...where we ran into my ex. Lol. Good thing all three of us are friends, otherwise that would have been awkward. But yeah...after we left Walmart, he took me back to the PAC to get my car and go home. But we ended up sitting in his car for nearly four hours just talking about anything and everything, listening to classical band music. At one point, we ended up holding hands...still not sure how that happened. But then a bit later, we somehow got on the subject of relationships, specifically the infamous friend-zone. He complained that girls always saw him as the friend type...I immediately started ranting on about how girls get friend-zoned too, and how all these guys who complain about being forever alone always go after the supermodel type, when there are girls that are interested in them, who are nice girls and are good people, and shouldn't that be all that matters? --- He cut me off there, by putting his hand on my leg. I stopped abruptly and said, "But...you get what I'm saying." He said, "I can tell you're speaking from experience." After that, he got really nervous. I then realized that the whole time I was talking, he was relating everything I said to the situation we were in. We talked for a few more minutes, then he nervously said, "Do...do you want to come over here?" I said yes, and crawled over to his side of the car, where we hugged literally for five minutes. He was shaking out of nervousness. It was adorable, let me tell you. I think we both knew that if we pulled away from the hug, that a kiss was inevitable...and we were both nervous about that. But it was so. I pulled away from the hug, and we kissed. And after a while, our glasses began hitting each other...which was also adorable. And then we just laid there in his car...he kept saying he was confused. He still didn't know what he wanted. I felt bad, because I had never been more sure. I drove home that night with my music as loud as it would go, just singing at the top of my lungs because I needed to let all the excitement and happiness out.
The next day, I went to his house. We just sat in his room and watched youtube videos...band related, of course. Then we just laid in his bed and cuddled and kissed some more, and just had a wonderful day together. We actually lost track of time...and he was late for band rehearsal.
That night, the band performed at the Christmas parade. I stalked them, as always...and hung out with them afterwards at the bandhall. Long story short...a couple people saw us kiss at the end of the night.
Later that night though, we talked about it some more. I was getting way too impatient...I wanted him to make his decision. I just felt like it was so obvious. I finally convinced him that it was worth a shot...and that if we'd come this far, why stop now? And then it was facebook official. That's big-time shit.
And now, here we are. I'm so happy. If you had told me three or four years ago that I would be with Sean Miller, I wouldn't have believed you. But it's a reality now, and I couldn't be happier. (:
(Note: Some details were spared. Results may vary. Lol.)
