Charlie B.
22 yrs.
In a Relationship with N
Owner of a petite apartment with N
Party days a week: average 1, some times none.
Happiness level: over 9000
If someone came up to me last year and told me that my life would look like that, I would have probably laughed my ass off in his face. There I was, 21, single and partying like crazy in Barcelona and Ibiza. Little did I know that my life would change, the moment I came back.
It was 28 July 2012 when A and I were at a birthday party. Dressed up, like I do sometimes, I was not planning to go out. Sometimes a woman just wants to look good, hot, sexy. Not for anyone, but just for herself. And that was the case. I was tired of partying, not sleeping, multiple hangovers a day (don’t ask me how, but it’s possible) and breakfast with sangria. Not in the mood to party…
Having the reputation of Party Girl at that moment, the girls tried to change my mind. ‘You look way too good to just go home! I know you want to party!! Let’s party, Charlie! Oh Charlie, pleeeeaassseee?!’ I really tried to resist, my body needed rest. But Miss spontaneous in me, decided that the girls were right: This outfit is too damn fine to not to be showed off combined with some sexy ass moves on some latin sounds. Okay girls, let’s do this.. On one condition: We go to Club Vie!
There I was, sipping my rose and moving to the beat. And that’s when it happened. I saw him. That familiar face. The face I met a couple of months before. The person I had such fun with during that crazy birthday night in February. It was N!
I was shocked and panicked a bit. We had an awesome night back in February.. Would he still remember me? What does he think? Is he single? A lot of things went through my head and I tried to hide from him. I did not want him to see me while my head was still processing the fact that I saw him there.
I must admit, since I met him, A and I talked him sometimes. Wondering if I would ever see him again. Would we have that much fun again? I had to tell A. ‘A, ohmygod.. Guess who’s here? N!’ Aaaahhh.. What to do? What to do?! And then he saw me.
His big eyes locked on mine. That familiar face created a smile. Looked like he was totally happy to see me. He walked up to me and we started talking. Even though he was more drunk than I was, we had a lot of fun again! We danced, flirted, exchanged numbers and we were the last people to leave the club.
Before leaving the club, he looked me in the eye and said: I really really REALLY want to kiss you, but A’s gonna hit me if I do, right?’ Yeah I said and started laughing.
From that night on, 29 July 2012, N and I started talking night and day. My phone kept on making noise and vibrating almost every minute. N and I had so much fun on Whatsapp. Funny things, sweet things, every thing!
Still, It did take till 15 September for us to have our first date (my idea! Yeaahhh.. I wanted him, so I asked him!) And till 29 October to be an official couple. But we never stopped talking.
A year later, on 29 July 2013, we’re celebrating our 9 month anniversary as a couple, but also the one year anniversary of our conversations.
Yeaaahh!!
So pop the champagne and celebrate our love, our love to talk to each other and let’s toast to never ever let our conversation end.
Love,
Charlie