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My love story is not typical. It started 18 years ago when I was 17. I was dating a complete loser who treated me like crap, but being that I was 17, I didn’t care. I met this guy Scott , that was friends with my boyfriend, who was dating this girl who was completely nuts. So by association I just assumed he was too.
That Halloween my current relationship with my current boyfriend was winding down, but I went to a Halloween party to meet him, which of course he didn’t show up too. Scott was there again without his nuts girlfriend, they had broken up. I was a bit of a wild child back then and because I was upset about being ditched yet again went on to partake in a little too many Long Island Iced Teas. For whatever reason Scott felt the need to protect me and I made it through the party safely and left the next day. Scott got my phone number and we went out one night. He said he thought he’d never see me again. I ran into him the next day at the music store. Scott took it as a sign that we were meant to be together. 18 years, 3 kids and proof you can fall in love young, here we are. I am not saying that there hasn’t been times where I thought we would completely break in two. We always seem to make it through.