My story is a bit like the movies. He is from my mother's hometown, but when they married my father they came to Varna. So last summer, when I was visiting my grandfather, on the first day I went out with my best friend from there and at one point she called her friend, with whom she had been dating for less than a week, to come to the park. of the city to see each other and hell as a good friend to judge whether it is suitable for her. However, when he came he was with his best friend and from afar the difference between her friend and my future (I still didn't know) was obvious. Hers was ... well ... a short, full-bodied boy with a football-like hairdo, slightly emaciated, grinning at his ears like a jester, with a suit and his hands in his pockets. And the boy next to him looks like a young man, if we compare them. Tall, slender, well-dressed, straight back, lush dark hair, serious and honest face. A majestic figure with his name - Kaloyan <3. And maybe it would have been love at first sight, if my goal was not to appreciate the other boy ... When they shook hands to meet, first of course I met the other boy - he handed it sluggishly, slightly bent, you grinned again said the name. And my boy - a strong tight hand, shook my hand as it is done, said his name again serious. Again, the difference is obvious. Then he told me how he kept his eyes on me and kept asking his friend when we would see each other again. The next day I went out with Anna again and she offered to meet them and I agreed. There were four of us and at one point we ran out of ideas on what to do, so I offered to watch scary movies (I love them) and they agreed. Then the four of us huddled on the couch for three in a basement and watched the movie, as the only light came from the laptop. My boy was curled up in the corner to be comfortable for me, and because he has a very wide back, at one point he came in more and stretched one arm on the back of the sofa, because he couldn't take it anymore, and then Anna took his hand and my he put it on his shoulder and we looked at each other and smiled. All the time before and after, every time Anna and hers started slapping, we laughed because we were embarrassed and I wanted to hug him all the time, but I was afraid he wouldn't think of something about me, since I wouldn't throw myself at the first one I met.
The next night, Anna had left me alone with them, and he called two more of his friends, and since there was nothing to do again, I deliberately suggested that we play "Challenge or Truth." he deliberately chose a challenge, and his best friend deliberately challenged him to kiss me. I made myself inaccessible, but I couldn't resist. And on the third day after our acquaintance we were already together. The night before my expected return (I had rehearsals with the Opera) I was lying in it, he was hugging me and crying that I was leaving. I was the first girl to cry about. He wanted to stay, I said no way, but the next day I realized I had three more days and when I told him he was the happiest boy in the world. IT HAS BEEN VERY LONG. About the sacrifices I made: I devoted most of my time to him, we talked all the time on the phone and he still didn't have enough; it was my first time with him, after which he was very jealous, because he saw what was happening to the people around him and the girls before me had left irreparable damage to him; I gave up opera for many reasons, we kept arguing because he felt opera was more important than him;
I gave all my money for tickets there to see each other; I saw my friends less often; and in general it is because I am a good girl and I have no bad habits His victims: she refused to go out only with girls; he went to the cafes less and less; he saved all his money for tickets for me, for gifts for him to come, he even stopped buying cigarettes to have more money; stopped going to discos and parties with friends; he generally turned his back on his old way of life, everyone asked him what was wrong with him and told me how much he had changed for me. We got along with each other, we got used to our peculiarities and we have been together for two years and two months now, despite the daily quarrels, the many insults, the piles of problems, which we do ourselves and even his attempts to make me correct myself by interfering with other girls. We have overcome everything together and it seems to be so for a long time, because we have thought about the future thousands of times and hopefully it will not give us any shocking surprises ... We love each other, love each other!
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He lives in another country, there is an age difference, some struggle is needed. I do not understand what kind of relationship there may be in this case. Don't run into some married, old pervert, paralyzed and now you're ready to do anything to get him. Ma, isn't he given without a fight? What a man, 'nachi !?