The first time your father and I met was the beginning of Summer, 2010. I don't actually remember ever meeting him, so this one is technically your fathers story. We both attended a schooling event that multiple of our mutual friends were involved in. I was hanging out with your God Fathers, Daniel and Hayden, when your father approached us. He introduced himself to me, and I kind of awkwardly dismissed him, and that was the end of that. We didn't speak again for the rest of the night.
The first time that I actually remember meeting your father was at his house. Seeing as we had mutual friends, I was invited to come hang out at his house with some of our friends. Not long after arriving, I had a panic attack and ended up going home. We didn't really get the opportunity to talk during the short time that I was there, so again, that was the end of that.
The first time that we actually spent time together and talked was at Hayden's annual Australia Day party. 95% of the people attending were overly intoxicated and were very emotional to say the least. By the end of the night, your father and I were sitting in a corner, eating a big bowl of lollies, and talking about how we were the only happy people there amongst 50 other attendees. We got to know each other a little bit and our friendship began.
We spent the next 6 months building up a strong friendship. Your father was the type of guy that you could turn to for anything. He was always there for a chat. No, seriously. He used to message me so much that I got annoyed and blocked him from seeing when I was online on a social media site so he would stop talking to me. But despite how annoyingly chatty he could be, he was always a top guy in my books.
One night in the middle of June, your father and I attended a party in the next town over with some of our new friends. I remember bringing along my camera and taking heaps of photos of people, your father included. Towards the end of the night I remember looking back through the photos that I had taken and coming across a photo of your father and thinking "Wow, Kody looks really cute here" and so my crush on him had begun.
Over the next month your father and I started hanging out more. One night he invited me to sleep over and have a Zac Efron movie marathon with him. I remember your father crying through the movie Charlie St Cloud and it was hilarious. We really liked each others company and started being kind of inseparable.
One night we both went to Hayden's to sleep over with a few other friends. From what I remember, that night involved playing and watching a lot of Pokemon. It was the beginning of Winter and it was freezing. Due to the lack of beds for everyone, as per usual everyone had to share beds. Your father and I were sharing a bed in the games room which we had done before so I thought little of it. I remember almost falling asleep until your father engaged me in conversation. As the conversation went on, something changed. I don't know how or why, but it just did. I remember your father asking me if I knew what a butterfly kiss was, and because I didn't he taught me. He fluttered his eyelashes against mine and said "that's what a butterfly kiss is!". Looking back, it's blatantly obvious that your father was terrible at flirting! Eventually he ended up kissing me and then cuddling me to sleep. It was really sweet and felt right.
We've been together ever since.
Taken the 4th of June, 2011
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