I'm talking to Ben about the first time we met,and it's so embarrassing but nice talking about it. We have known each other since we were little because we lived next door when i was born and our parents were really good friends.Then when i was about 7 i moved to bromborough and we didn't talk or see each other for years,but i had heard far to many rumours,so i guessed we were just completely opposite.He asked me to go out so many times and i always had excuses whether they were genuine or not.Looking back i was such a bitch to him.But the last time he asked me i agreed,but a few days before i had lost my phone and he thought i wasn't going to turn up,but i made sure i put the effort in and got in touch with him another way just so he knew what time and where i would be.I always thought it would be just a friendly catch up and never anything more. When i got there i didn't shut up,like i always do.Telling him absolutely everything about my day and probably talking about crap he didn't have the slightest interest in.We went to sort my phone out and then chilled.
When we kissed after that all i said was 'this is weird' because i've known him my whole life and i just wasn't expecting it i guess.When we were at his flat i realised his flatmate is my friends boyfriend and that she was coming round,so we got a pizza and vodka(typical me) and we all watched a film in the living room.I just never thought he would want to see me again,most people get put off by my constant talking.Seeing me for a full day and night would put anyone off.
It's so weird to think back,since the first day we got along really well.I just never thought he would give me another chance and just swerve me like i had done to him already.I love how nothing is awkward with us,i know his family he knows mine and have done for years,so it wasn't hard to find conversations and get along,it was just all natural and it was so much easier.Now i am the happiest i have been in a long time and i really hope it lasts.
