So, after crying loads, getting sympathy off all of my mates and Jonny and Dave arriving to help my tidy my flat (there was no way I was in a fit state to go out last night with my big puffy eyes), I finally started to feel a bit normal. Me and Lauren had a party to go to but since I couldn't face it, I forced her out of the door (she didn't wanna leave me as she thought I was in too mush of an emotional state, even though by the time I had punched a wall and written a blog, I felt mush better!). She left me in the capable hands of the boys, telling me she'd be back later and that's when I get a text from Dimples saying he's left the wedding and is on his way over to mine. He's basically saying that he will not let this be the end of us and that even if I don't want to see him, then I have to at least listen to what he has to say. When he arrives an hour later (looking absolutely AMAZING in his black suit and white shirt and tie, I might add), he gently says "can I have a cuddle?", at which point we stand on my front doorstep and hug for a good five minutes with him whispering "sorry" in my ear over and over again. When we finally pull apart, he kisses me gently on the mouth about 6 times and smiles and says "I promise shit like that will never happen again" - What, you mean you won't text other birds flirtily, or you'll just be more careful in the future to not get caught?! Ha ha. Sorry, couldn't resist. Back to the romance. I actually did feel like I was part of a love film last night. My Knight in shining armour had turned up (in his sexy black suit) and swept me off my feet. Even though a little part of me still hated him, I couldn't have been horrid to him if I had tried. He had left one of his best mates weddings at 7pm, when the evening part was only just getting started to drive all the way over to me from Kent to tell me that he was sorry. That, ladies and Gentlemen, is exactly what I've been after for all of my life. Ever since I was a little girl, I have imagined that "the one" would somehow be an idiot, or someone who didn't really show mush concern or interest for me. Maybe just someone, due to being a bit of a lad, liked me but appeared to be a bit unbothered about soppy relationships in a manly sort of way and then, just at the crucial life or death moment, he runs in (from far away - ie. he's had to really put himself out to get here), looking amazing, sweeps me off my feet and saves the day. He looks deeply into my eyes before we declare our undying love for each other, hug, kiss passionately and live happily ever after. Now, I know Kent isn't exactly that far away and I later found out that School Teacher Lauren had texted him telling him if he didn't get to Brentwood then he could kiss goodbye to me forever (so ultimately, I have her to thank for fulfilling my Knight in shining armour fantsay), and he didn't declare his undying love for me but the end result is the same, He did leave his friend's wedding for me, he did drive all the way from the other side of Kent, he did kiss me and cuddle me and say all the right things (apart from "I love you", but I'm pretty sure, given time, he'll say it and if not, well, then I'll just kick him back to reality, where all birds are gold-diggers and don't have brains - joke, sorry, just getting bitchy at the thought of losing him). And I made him promise to come back to mine again when the wedding had finished. He stayed for about half an hour, which was long enough to have me smiling again (even if it was through slitty red eyes that looked like I'd been stung by a bee on both eyelids due to all the crying I had done).
Jonny and Dave helped me get my very messy flat in order (it now looks lovely so thank you very mush boys!) and Jonny bought us a delivery pizza feast. Lauren was back a few hours later as well and her and Jonny spent the rest of the night talking in monster voices to make themselves, and me, laugh. Jordan arrived home after a night out with the boys in Brentwood at around 3am and amused us by falling up the stairs and taking half an hour to tell us a 2 minute story. We sat up talking until Dimples eventually arrived back at mine in a cab at 4am, very drunk, waffling rubbish, but still looking utterly divine. We all then went to bed.
It's now 9am and I am sitting having my hair done for the party tonight. Jonny and Dimples are still in bed and when I'm done here, I will be waking them up to get their arses down to the venue to help me cut £200 worth of fruit for the chocolate fountain and fill 600 balloons with helium, amongst other things. Right now, I am so tired that I'm wondering if I can sleep on the floor for a couple of hours and have Sonia work around me?! Do I really need to be sitting upright to have my hair done, I wonder?
Anyway, Dimples (although sternly told by Lauren - bless her, I say it all the time, but I really do have the most amazing friends) is forgiven for now. I will still be wary for a very long time, as he still does have some making-up and proving of honesty to be done if he wants me to ever trust him fully, but for now, he is everything I hoped he would be. He did come to me when I needed it the most and that is what matters. He has also realised that I am the most honest person he's ever met, which is also good as it means he is starting to understnad the real me. I don't play games, I don't tell lies. Everything I think or feel, I just say, without any consideration for how stupid it might make me look or sound. I think he appreciates that as being one of my better qualities and will now try to be more honest and open with me. I spoke to one of his mates (Sam) on the phone last night for a little while and he told me to let my guard down and see what happens. The truth is, my guard has been down from the first day I spoke to Dimples. For some reason, I haven't had any barriers up (as I usually do in the early stages of a relationship). I have been straight-forward and honest with him and I think it has paid off. Much as I do still have trust issues and will need extra love and reassurance to know that he really does care, everything else is going to be just fine.
My party is a few hours away. I don't want any problems today and I certainly don't want any tonight. I am extremely tired but also feeling worryingly calm (shouldn't I be flapping by now?). Have a great Sunday everyone and if I'm not too hung-over I'll tell you all the party gossip tomorrow.
I hope you all find your Knights in shining armour.....
xxxx
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