Last week, our hero, Will, blew our collective socks off as he demonstrated the way a kind, caring, emotionally in-tune boyfriend should treat his girlfriend. After witnessing his impressive run of boyfriending feats, Sam decided that she had to marry Will because she couldn’t imagine life without his debonair smile, rugged good-looks, unparalleled wit, and unbelievably comforting presence.
Now that their destiny is fixed (well, at least in Sam’s mind), how long will we have to wait until our star-crossed lovers confess their love to each other? Sure, they’ve already made their affection clear, but we’re looking for a good old-fashioned, “I love you” to come out of their mouths. Does it take weeks? Months? Years? Less than hour? Find out this week on “Our Story.”
I’m in Love with Sam
Sam’s not the only one who made hasty decisions about our relationship. About the time Sam decided that she and I were going to get married, I decided that I loved her. Well, not decided so much as realized.
This realization came as I was sitting in a lecture hall waiting for class to start. Before meeting Sam, these quiet, personal moments were usually spent pondering the mysteries of the universe – things like “Should the Lakers trade their second round draft pick” or “Was it this Saturday or the Saturday before that I did laundry last?” But, now that I was dating Sam, these weighty matters ended up on the back burner and my brain focused all my daydreaming energies on my amazing girlfriend.
As my twitterpatted self sat there with my brain off in its own little world, I heard someone yell my name. I jolted back to reality and saw one of my old roommates coming over to say hi. I hadn’t seen him since the day after I started dating Sam and he was eager to see how my new relationship was going.
As I gushed about how incredible Sam was and how much I enjoyed dating her, the thought popped into my mind, “I think I love Sam.”
My next thought was, “Well that was unexpected.” See, I wasn’t ready to love Sam. It’d only been a few weeks. We just hadn’t been dating long enough. Love’s a big thing and I didn’t think I was ready to be there yet.
After I said goodbye to my friend, I spent the next hour contemplating whether or not I loved Sam. The more I thought about it, the more it became clear that I did indeed really love her.
Once I came to this conclusion, my first thought was, “Weird. What do I do now? I’ve never loved someone in this way before.”
I eventually decided that the right thing to do was not to tell Sam right away. I figured it might be a little much a little too fast for me to start spouting off how much I loved her after only dating her for two weeks.
So I held back. Over the next two weeks, I was impressed with my self-control: I hadn’t once blurted out something stupid like, “My love for you is deeper than the ocean and wider than the universe” even though my mind was aching to say ridiculously corny romantic things like that all the time. My plan to stay silent was working. And it was going to keep working for a very long time.
At least, that was the plan. But that plan was soon derailed by something called . . .
The Right Now Game
The “Right Now” game is something that Sam and I started playing right when we began dating. The game starts when someone (for example, Sam) says to someone else (for example, me), “Right now.” Once Sam says that, I’m expected to immediately say exactly what’s on my mind at that very moment, completely unfiltered. One of the game’s most important rules is that I’m not allowed any hesitation before answering because if I do hesitate, it’s a fair bet that I’m buying time to come up with an alibi. I loved playing this game with Sam because it kept us both on our toes, all the time.
The problem with the Right Now game started once I realized that I loved Sam. See, with all the time that Sam and I spent together, it seemed inevitable that eventually Sam would say “Right now” just as I was thinking, “I love you” and then I’d be forced to spill the beans.
And, even though I tried so hard to avoid thinking about love when I was around her, Sam eventually caught me.
The moment of truth came one night as I was dropping Sam off after a date. I leaned in and kissed her then pulled back to look at her beaming face. As I stared into her gorgeous eyes, I started thinking about how much I loved her. At that very moment, Sam whispered, “Right now.”
I thought, “Crap.”
I panicked. I didn’t know what to say. My mind raced, “What do I do? I can’t just say what I’m thinking. We’ve only been dating a month. That would be completely crazy.”
I tried to come with something believable I could say but nothing was coming to mind. Even worse, I was running out of time. With every passing millisecond, I knew the authenticity of my answer would be questioned more and more.
So, finally I thought, “I’m just going to have to tell her.”
I looked her straight in the eyes, took a depth breath, and said, “I love you.”
After a slight hesitation, she responded, “I love you too.”
Next Week . . .
Now that Will and Sam have confessed their love, the real question for our overly competitive couple is, “Who loves who more?” Tune in to see how a simple statement (“But I love you more”) soon blows up into a full out war (the good kind of war) filled with unconventional tactics and desperate power grabs. All that, and more, next week on “Our Story.”
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