Rory

So… I’m just gonna dive into our whole little story. You guys are getting every last detail! (Nothing inappropriate, I promise. We’ve literally only held hands. DON’T COME AT ME FOR THAT, WE’RE JUST A BIT SLOW)

Anyway, in sixth grade (I’m in eighth grade now), I had a “crush” on him. We’ll call him… Leo, just for funsies. So, I had a “crush” on Leo and I told my best friend this. She said she could definitely get him and me dating. That’s exactly like how it was presented too. I was too dumb to realize she meant he had a “crush” on me too. So, I thought it over and decided, yes, I would love for my best friend to set me up with Leo. So, the next day at recess, she told him she had found him a new girlfriend. I don’t know what she actually said, because I was hiding. Yes, hiding. I hid and came out when she said it was me that had a “crush” on him. It was INCREDIBLY awkward. We stood there and looked at each other. Then I said hi. And he said hi. OH MY GOD!!! WE HAVE THE SAME BEGINNING AS NICK AND CHARLIE!!!! I THINK I’M GONNA FREAKING EXPLODE!!!! AAAAHHHH!

Anyway… it was really awkward that whole first year. I completely avoided him for weeks. But now, we’re amazing. And I love it. I love him. Although, there was a huge thing that happened to our relationship this year that is just as pivotal as when we started dating. Sometime earlier this year, I started questioning EVERYTHING about myself. haha, yay. And I did do a biiittt of self harm. And I did have a feeeewww suicidal thoughts. But the only two people that got me through that were my best friend and him. In other words, he basically saved my life. There was a while where I thought I got through it, but then it all came back about ten times worse, and I thought I didn’t love him anymore and that scared me more than anything. And after about two months of pent up emotions and stress and anxiety, I told one of my other friends that I thought I didn’t love him anymore and I was thinking of breaking up with him. She reminded me that my happiness and well being comes before anyone else’s. (btw, none of my friends, family, or my boyfriend know about the self harm) After a few more weeks, I broke up with Leo and I could barely even say it. Seeing the heartbreak in his eyes hurt everything inside me and it took everything in me not too offer him a hug. I cried for ten minutes straight afterwards. We stayed broken up for exactly nine days. I realized I was just in a really bad spot and couldn’t handle any type of relationships with people at the moment. I had felt a little trapped. So, when I realized that, I worked on helping myself get better. Then I realized that I would need relationships in my life to help me get through the hard parts. The relationship I had had with him was very much one of the more important ones. So, we got back together after I explained to him that I was handling a bit of a mental breakdown in a bad way. We’re doing amazing now, and if anything, I think that little bit made our relationship even stronger. I’ve had my days, but I’m also doing good. Here are my top three favorite moments of him:

One time, my friend was teasing me on writing in a little journal and not showing people. I was writing a rant about my parents and I didn’t want to seem too teenager-ey. I had said I was writing about my family and she said “Isn’t [Leo]your family?” He was right there, btw. And he said, “not yet.” Those exact words!

Every year, my school has a Saint Lucia ceremony-thing. It’s actually a lot of fun. There’s a part where everyone gathers into a few circles and we hold hands and do a dance. Last year, he made sure that he was right next to me for it. Isn’t that cute?

This year, on Valentine’s Day, he was adorable! In class, we had to make a card for someone we care about. Our teacher would not be grading or reading them, thank god. Leo wrote his to me and it was adorable. He said he never wanted our relationship to end and he wrote me a cheesy poem. (I also made mine for him)