I was boarding a room from a family, along with 3 males that were friends of mine eventually. Andy, Mike, Chris and I would have the most fun and the best times. We were a very close knit group.
I was closest with Andy. We would quite often find ourselves talking s**t in the back yard until the sun came up and not even realise. We were best friends.
Eventually the house was being sold, we were all moving out pretty quickly. Mike was first, Chris next, then me. As I was walking out the door towards the car it suddenly dawned on me - I couldn't live without Andy. I was in love and I didn't even realise it until I thought I was losing him for ever.
I was heartbroken, I didn't have the guts to tell him ever and now it was too late. I even cried myself to sleep that night.
I woke up about 3am when I heard a car pull up. I looked out the window, and there was Andy unpacking all of his things from the car. I figured he probably just needed a place to stay but I didn't care, I was ecstatic. I opened the door, he turned around, dropped all his things and kissed me like I had never been kissed before.
We are still together now, and hopefully will be for a long time.