My Love Story: IHOP {chapter 2}

My Love Story

This is the story of how my crush became my husband.  Each Wednesday I’m sharing another piece of the puzzle.  Need to catch up?  Here is last week’s post: The Window.

I climbed through Nate’s window at the very beginning of the school year, but Nate and I didn’t have any more interactions until we shared a speech class the second semester.  He gave very serious speeches about political issues.  I gave a speech about the history of Crayola crayons.  We didn’t seem to have a thing in common, but… 

He was cute, nice, and extremely outgoing.  He was so stinking charming!

I looked forward to Nate’s speeches and our sporadic small talk, but that was all it was.  Until one day…

I was at a late night bowling event sponsored by our school.  I looked up just in time to see Mr. Charming walking towards the door with his friends.  Amazingly, he stopped to talk to me.

“My friends and I are going to IHOP (International House of Pancakes).  You should come along.”

*insert heart racing and mild panic attack here*

“I don’t have a car, but my roommate does.  Do you mind if she comes along?”

Gulp.  I was thrilled and terrified all at the same time.

My roommate and I finished our game and then attempted to make our way to IHOP.  I was trying really hard to play it cool.  Just because he asked me to join him and about 6 of his friends did not mean that he was interested in me.

It took us forever to find the restaurant.  This was a couple years before cell phones were really popular.  We didn’t have one to call Nate and explain that we were lost.  So by the time we got to IHOP Nate and all his friends were gone.

The next day I asked a girlfriend if she knew anything about Nate.

“Oh, yeah.  I know who he is.  He is dating a girl named Sarah.

Well, that answered that question.  Mr. Charming was being a nice guy and wasn’t interested after all.

Except Nate and Sarah had broken up several weeks before.

The next week in speech class I apologized to Nate for getting to IHOP so late.

He thought I was lying.  He thought I was blowing him off.

Nate and I finished the school year being nice to each other, but that was about it.  You see, we were both believing false information.  He thought I wasn’t interested because I stood him up.  I thought he wasn’t interested because he was dating someone.  Both were completely false.

Tell me your love story!  Was it smooth sailing from the beginning or did you have some hiccups along the way?

Read Chapter 3: What Happened to Him?

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  1. I am so loving this story!! My love story started in similar ways as yours! Chad kept sending mixed signals. I was interested in him and knew he was single and one day he would say how he was ready for a relationship and then the next time I saw him he’d say how he needed to focus on his schooling and didn’t have time for distractions and a new relationship. Then it was back to ready for relationship! Of course I was a traveler at this time and didn’t have all the time in the world at this position. I was just about to write him off and say forget it when one night at work he said “we should hang out some time. Watch a movie maybe.” I jumped at the chance and said how about Saturday? It was all over that first date really (although it took about 6 more weeks before we both realized it). I’m looking forward to hearing about how you and Nate finally got together!!!!

      1. actually I didn’t move on to another assignment. I had about 4 weeks before my current assignment was up. Our feelings were so strong for each other that I didn’t want to leave (it was also around the time the economy took a real nosedive and a lot of the travel positions dried up). I extended my contract another 13 weeks and after that I took a permanent position at the hospital. Thankfully I never had to do the long distance thing even though we had talked about it and Chad was willing to do it if it was something I still wanted. However I didn’t. I wanted to be with him. Still do! 😉

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