We went to high school and were friends for 3 years. It was the “hi” & “bye” type of friend and a sentence or two exchanged to each other. He knew my boyfriend at that time and obviously knew I was taken so we never had anything besides that friendship. My senior year came and I wasn’t taken anymore. I was actually looking for someone but that day before I gave up because its been two years since i was single. But I saw him the day after i told myself i’ll give up and I called him across the room because I recognized him. In my head I was thinking how cute he was so I put my flirt game on. We exchanged numbers and texted each other for a while until he offered to walk with me. We did, we flirted, then it was time to say bye. I was going for a kiss on the cheek but he kissed me on my lips. I looked at him and kissed him again. I told him he was a good kisser because I was so speechless & he really was a good kisser. Then we talked for weeks & I never expected anything from him but feelings started to develop and on January 11, 2011 he asked me out when we were just hanging out in my living room. I was so shy and didn’t expect him to ask but when he did I hid under my blanket and he asked me if that was a yes or a no, I told him it was a yes & we kissed and I felt so sure about that decision that till this day I’m happy I called him across that room and gave him my number.