I had just gotten out from class for the day when I saw he had given me the ok.
"Yeah sure. Come by, I'm on break right now."
"Um... Why do you have a break other than thanksgiving?"
"Well see you in a bit. It might take a while cause I have to get the car from my house."
"Sure. See you soon."
Over the summer he, who I'll call Judd for my own sanity, had become one of my best friend. Judd and I had gone on adventures across the city from the zoo to the beach to museums.
He had been there for me the night of my 18th birthday when I broke down.
I knew I liked him, but I was pretty sure nothing (as usual) would come of it. But as I drove to his house I wondered if that truly was the case.
I got over to his campus and was lost. It was the first time visiting him there. As I waited for him to find me by the lakefront, I thought of the past year we had spent together.
Judd and I had been part of the same lunch group in high school. Those days were filled with laughter too. It all seemed hazy to me, but a good kind like the warmth on a sunny day.
When I saw him he gave me a tour telling me the approximate dates of the buildings built on his campus and the "tourist"/incoming freshman 'cool' things about the campus.
We went up to his dorm and he asked me if I wanted anything to drink cause he was going to CVS. I smiled and laughed and asked for some water, which bottle I believe I still own as a momento.
I don't know the exact moment, but I remember the feeling of not wanting to leave his side that night. I wanted to sit on a bench at night watching the ocean forever. The night sky seemed infinite that night when I drove home my heart was beating out of my chest, and I was so happy and complete.
The next morning I was smiling like a fool and when I walked into the kitchen my mother asked me "Are you in love?"
And I said all flustered "Of course not."
In that realized that some cupid had shot me in the heart.
And it has had me in it's grip since that night.