Read Part 1 of Our Love Story found here.
For the first year of our friendship I tried to hook Tony up with other girls and it never worked out. After a break-up and other random, meaningless dates on my end I "discovered" I had a little crush on Tony. For a couple of months I'd make little visits to his room on my way back to my dorm after lunch. I'd always go up to him at parties and chat with him for hours, I'd throw my arm out waving at him across the mall of our university, I went to all of his baseball games-- even made big huge signs I would hang on the fence of the field, and I would hug the hell out of him when I'd see him. In my eyes I thought that I was "laying it on thick" but apparently not thick enough. I gave up and moved on thinking that he wasn't interested in more than friendship. More meaningless dating for me and then Tony, better late than never, finally gets it. This time he tried to reciprocate, not as strongly as I did because you know guys, they have to be smooth about it. I had no clue and so he moved on. I had a new beau and again tried to hook Tony up with other girls. To my advantage nothing worked out on his end and eventually my relationship failed miserably. It hurt quite a bit and who was there to help me pick up the pieces? I'll give you one guess.
For the first year of our friendship I tried to hook Tony up with other girls and it never worked out. After a break-up and other random, meaningless dates on my end I "discovered" I had a little crush on Tony. For a couple of months I'd make little visits to his room on my way back to my dorm after lunch. I'd always go up to him at parties and chat with him for hours, I'd throw my arm out waving at him across the mall of our university, I went to all of his baseball games-- even made big huge signs I would hang on the fence of the field, and I would hug the hell out of him when I'd see him. In my eyes I thought that I was "laying it on thick" but apparently not thick enough. I gave up and moved on thinking that he wasn't interested in more than friendship. More meaningless dating for me and then Tony, better late than never, finally gets it. This time he tried to reciprocate, not as strongly as I did because you know guys, they have to be smooth about it. I had no clue and so he moved on. I had a new beau and again tried to hook Tony up with other girls. To my advantage nothing worked out on his end and eventually my relationship failed miserably. It hurt quite a bit and who was there to help me pick up the pieces? I'll give you one guess.
I got my life back together and started eating healthy and exercising regularly. A couple of months had passed since I'd seen Tony and one Wednesday night some girlfriends and I hit up a local dive with all of the other of age students from Briar Cliff. I'd lost 30 lbs and I was feeling good. I was never really "fat" but I had gained the freshman 15 and another 15 when I turned 21. I was back to the weight I was when playing sports in hs and felt good. I remember walking into the bar that night, and not to brag, but I turned a lot of heads. All guys who were my best buds. I being shy and not the type to read into attention quickly sat down and hung my head while chatting with a friend. In a second Tony was behind me at the table and without hesitation (because he had lost a few games of darts and had had a few drinks) said to me, "Ames, you are lookin' HOT!" I just laughed at him because this so wasn't the Tony I knew. His version of hitting on me seemed to be more of a joke. He stuck around and chatted with my friend Megan and I. He continued to compliment me and then started to tease me. Because that's what Tony does, he's a teaser. He picks and picks until you want to sock him in the arm. Eventually Megan decided to stick up for me. She told Tony to give me a kiss and tell me he was sorry. I, thinking we're totally just on friend terms because I've already tried, turn around, pucker up real big, and squeeze my eyes super tight only to be rocked with a kiss so amazing that I could barely open them back up....
...to be continued.
The night that changed my life forever
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