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I met my guy on the third day of freshman year of college. He was in my peer advisor group and a seminar with me. We immediately hit it off as best friends, always sat together in seminar, wrote notes back and forth every day, went out as friends, whether to bars or fraternity parties, a lot during the fall.
I dated some guy who lasted about a month before turning into a freak, and when my boy was so supportive of me throughout the whole thing, I began to see him as something else. One night about a week before we went home for winter break, we wound up kissing each other - and we kissed again the night after - and he brought me a single rose the day after that.
We spent our three-week break running up our cell phone bills because we talked to each other every day or every other day... we hung out together as soon as we had unpacked from break... and have been together ever since (almost two months)... it's so weird though, he still feels like my best friend... who I happen to hook up with. He's my best friend first, everything else later.
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