I had just turned 15 when our story started. I was ready for a boy to like me just as much as he was ready for a girl to like him. Unfortunately, I had liked waaayyyyy more boys than he had girls. This little crush was nothing different. That is, until a question was asked...
It was a Friday night when we had one of our church lock-ins. Randomly, I invited Sebastian and his brother, not thinking they would come. Much to my surprise, they did. After sitting and talking while everyone else played swamp man {he had a broken foot and couldn't play}, we went back over to the other building to play Phase 10. Obviously, we sat next to each other. That's when he attempted to be one of those super smooth guys.
"If you were a pirate, would you put your parrot on this shoulder, or this shoulder?"
"...I don't know?"
I was a dumb blonde and didn't get that he was trying to put his arm around me. Once everyone laughed and joked about it, I got major butterflies in my stomach. Then, I drew a heart on his hand and told him I gave him my heart. Super-duper-15-year-old-corny. Technically, that meant absolutely nothing, but at the same time, it meant a whole lot.
The next morning, while everyone went home and went straight to bed, Sebastian and I went home and went straight to facebook chat. After a few hours of "normal talk", I typed in, "I think I like you." Again, cheesy little girl stuff, I know. I was too afraid to send it. I mean, what if he didn't like me back? MAJOR BUMMER! That's when my cousin woke up, came downstairs, passed the computer while he was on the way to the kitchen, read it, and pressed 'enter'.
"Think?"
"Know."
"Oh, well I like you too! :)"
Yep, I was in love. I was ready to plan my wedding and start naming our children. After a week of randomly planned parties so we could see each other, a Johnny English movie night so we could hold hands, and a game night, my 'love' for him had fizzled. That's when I became the teenage heart-breaker.
After that week, I wouldn't talk to him. Somehow, he managed to get over me and go for my friend. I got jealous. I mean, he was mine! Fortunately, their feelings weren't mutual, so I was able to get back in the game. It all re-started when a Skillet concert came up. Sebastian and my cousin AJ were becoming pretty good friends, and when Sebastian heard we were going to the concert, he wanted to go too. At that point, I was like "OKAY!!". That Thursday night changed my mind about that cute, sensitive guy.
On April 14th, he came to church to see me. It had been 8 months since that short lived "dating" spree, and we were back in the same situation. I liked him - he liked me. We held hands that night in the back of AJ's little yellow Geo Storm. 3 days later, I was his girlfriend. It's been two years since that day, and I love him now more than I ever thought I could.
Now, I know you might think that is one of the dumbest stories you've ever heard, but I think it's perfect. If the two of us hadn't of had our August week of being "together", there is no way we would have just celebrated our two year. I like to think both of us grew up a lot in those eight months, but who knows.
I'm so thankful that God gave Sebastian to me.
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