This isn’t how I thought it would go. Never in a million years did I think that the cute blond that asked me to his birthday party a month after I met him, would be the man I would spend the rest of my life with. I truly just wanted to be his sisters friend, but somehow the boy wouldn’t leave me alone. So the 3 of us ended up being friends. This is the beginning… to marry your best friend.
The three of us together were crazy! There were the endless Walmart trips. (I have no idea what we would do there but somehow we would spend crazy amounts of time just milling about and being goofy.) It must not have been to bad, we never got kicked out. Silly shenanigans happened every where we went. One night Aaron and I even raced down Route 30. He, in his oh so stylish Chevy Metro, with his sister and me in my little Alero. I believe we hit 90 mph that night. Aaron went over 90 mph but I chickened out.
Oh I liked Aaron all right but I never thought he would be more than “just Aaron” my best friend. He would randomly hold my hand from time to time or just walk with his arm around me. I still didn’t get it and spent two years not knowing he liked me. Everyone knew he was head over heels, but not me.
We even said we would run away on a motorcycle to vegas… hence the photo. Goobers!
I remember shortly after starting to date my last boyfriend before Aaron and I dated. Aaron, Steph and I all took a trip to Shadyside to the Apple store, My laptop screen died and I didn’t want to wait for them to fix it alone so I grabbed my two besties. It was the worst trip ever. I drove with Steph in the passenger seat and Aaron in the back. I can’t remember him being more grumpy than that day. He wasn’t his usual self at all. His silly flirting and easy going manner was missing. He was almost cold towards me. I got home that night and was so disappointed. I couldn’t figure it out…
My mom and I were talking one morning shortly after about me having to give up my friendship with Aaron if things got serious. That was something that I hadn’t ever thought about and when the thoughts that followed began to roll around in my head, I didn’t like the idea of him not being around. It wasn’t long after that talk with my mom that I realized the boy that I couldn’t seam to get out of my head, or my life, was more than just a friend.
Everyone knew he liked me. Everyone knew I liked him. We flirted non stop together, yet I never noticed. It took him 2 years to win me. The first time he asked me out, I turned him down. On June 20th, 2009 in the wee hours of the morning, on our way home from Walmart with a card for our friends Andrew & Chrissy’s (their wedding was the next day) he took the plunge and asked me out again. This time I said yes.
-Tiffany
