The Early Years
Dan and I met just over ten years ago in 2000, I say met I actually spied him from my school bus, he went to the rival school in the town(the posh one)except he didn't look like the rest of the school kids in the posh blazers and shiny soes, he looked like a teenage grunge band member, and I was smitten.
Word got a round that he liked me and we passed messages back and forth through mutual friends on the school bus. Within a couple of weeks we were together and completley inseparable.
The first time I met his parents he introduced me as his future wife and the first time my dad saw him he said 'your not going to marry him are you'. Possibly didn't help that it was on a non school uniform day and dan was dressed like a kurt cobain reject.
By 2003 I was eighteen and Dan was twenty, we were living in a rented flat in lincoln, it was here that Dan proposed. I had no idea this was coming, we had booked our holiday to New York for that christmas in two weeks time and that was all I was thinking about.
Sat in our lounge watching Eastenders, he gets up to go to the toilet, I thought nothing of it until he came back and sat on the floor in front of me
me....why are you being weird?
Dan....stop watching the tv and look at me for a second, I am trying ask you to marry me
I finally take my eyes away from the tv and look down at dan holding my beautiful sparkling ring with a huge grin across his face, and I think I stopped breathing.
Ridiculously happy and smiling like an idiot I of course exepted his proposal. He had planned to do it New York while we were there but was too scared of loosing the ring or me seeing it, so there it was in our crummy little flat watching tele and I couldn't of been any happier.