From You and I to Us

It all started from the one Instagram message in the morning.

I got an Instagram friend request pop up in the night before accepting the request. I always check out the profile; luckily, it was a public profile. I accepted and followed back, then went to sleep.

From here something was already started.

Checking our phone with blurry eyes is the first thing we do in the morning. It was one of the typical mornings I had. Waking up and picking up the phone is something I do, moving from emails to what’s app, Snapchat last social media app I check is Instagram.

It all started from the one Instagram message in the morning.

One message was there but without even greeting and good morning text. I judged him there only, but I let it go.

It was a rainy day, and I had plans to go out; on the other hand, he sent photos of doing creative things (according to him).

I was in a relationship then, and things were not going well with me. Not going to talk about that here.

We are in the same office, but we never had a word there; moreover, I have never seen him in the office, but he did (Eagle Eye :P). One of his friends asked me for the photoshoot- thanks to this friend who was the middle man for us.

His friend told him that I was the girl he selected for the photo shoot, and he was happy, why not? He found my name.

We talked on Instagram itself, and suddenly he asked for my number, and he was continuously asking to meet me; the one sentence I said is that “Let’s be friends first,” and he engraved that sentence.

One lucky day I had to share my number because of the photoshoot talk; he said I could’ve easily taken out your number from anywhere, which hurt my ego. I deleted my number, and guess what he already took the screenshot :P (One step ahead).

Anyway, moving ahead with the story, we realized that we have the same level of senseless and baseless talks, and the strange thing is that we enjoy those irrational and unfounded talks. We reply with humor. We laugh with a hard stomach, the vibes are perfect, but still, something was there we both were afraid of- Falling in love.

Falling in love is inevitable; you can handle your brain, but you cannot control your heart.

Talking for hours and unfailingly was something I wanted to stop, but I couldn’t because I was getting the vibes I was looking for. The way he treats me, how he makes me laugh, and, more importantly, the way he respects me and my point of view is something I was not getting in my relationship.

One fine day we decided to meet. The story here is a bit different. We had a shoot that day, but it got canceled, and we decided to meet informally; it was such a fun day we had; we were making memories without even knowing. It was the first time we saw each other, technically I saw him for the first time :P because I am not a stalker.

We shared tons of songs and pictures. The songs he listens and the songs I hear. We were sending Pictures of each other to impress. Not lying. We went crazy.

Then again, we went to the second meeting, and that meeting was hell amazing we laughed out hard, and we hung out, and it was the first time we hugged.

It was warm and cozy.

26th Jan was the day he confessed that yes, he loves me, and I did too. From that day, we have been more into each other more deeply and more madly.

Yes, we had fights, ups and downs, but we passed them together more firmly.

He took my heart away on 14th Feb, and I cannot express the efforts and love I am getting. The commitments and the promises are true. We accepted each other with the scars. We shared our past, and we shared our fears, and we are ready to share our tears. I love him to the moon and back and the way he is. I just love him!

I promise I will never stop making efforts for him.

That’s how we went from You and I to Us.