OK guys...I'm warning you: I've had girls literally cry after I tell them this story, OK? So...please...don't complain if you cry. :lol:

Here goes nothing...I'll type in sections so we can discuss it, I guess...ready?

Two years ago, I went to Disney with my then best friend Conor. While there, we went to Universal Studios (I dunno why I keep saying Disney) and were walking. I was wearing a Saetia shirt and while I was walking I heard a girl behind me say, "Hey, nice shirt."

I turned around and saw her...there she was, standing there. I swear she looked like an angel. Everything slowed down and it was just us...just me and her. We just sorta stood there looking at each other stupidly for a few seconds before my mind kicked back in and was like "SAY SOMETHING, MORON!" So I started to stutter..."Um....blah...uhhh...I'm uh...."

She giggled and walked away.

Conor looked at me and was like, "Dude...you're an idiot. That girl totally wanted you and she's so hot. What's wrong with you?"

I shook it off and we kept walking.

Now, here's whats weird; there were two lines for every ride that day, one at the opposite endsof the attraction.

Wouldn't you know it; fate worked it out so we sat next to each other on every single ride. We sorta screwed around, like kept falling on each other on Back to the Future and stuff (on purpose of course) and I tried to impress her on Men in Black by shooting as many aliens and screwing around with Conor as much as I could.

Finally, after about the 5th ride, she was walking away and I had to say something...I shouted, "You're hot!" when she was about 50 feet away (all I could think of) and she turned around and was like "*giggle* What?"

I talked to her and we decided to hang out. Her name was Brittany and she said she was from Stamford, Connecticut (about half an hour from NYC, for those keeping score at home...who's actually reading this? :p)...I'm from Boston, by the way (Saugus, about 15 minutes north).

So me, Conor, Brittany, and Laura (Britt's little sister...13 years old I think) hung out that day. I took them out to lunch and stuff and Britt and I talked about music, style, life...anything, really. We really connected. It was the weirdest thing ever; I've never connected with someone like that.

After hanging out all day, she had to go catch her cruise ship. We traded screen names and I thought this was gonna be really strange and really good...I hugged her goodbye and watched her walk away, not thinking anything of it, really...I almost forgot about her for the rest of vacation, actually, because we met some other girls and some other stuff happened.

As soon as I got home, though, Britt IMed me and we started talking...a lot. We even traded phone numbers and texted each other all the time. We'd text each other in class and have full text conversations...it was really awesome. She'd text me while I was in history, like, "Gav, who wrote catcher in the rye?" and like "Hey, i'm bored in math...what're you doing?" We'd talk about everything, really, and eventually we started to call each other a lot. We'd talk on the phone for hours and hours and hours, as lame as that sounds.

Eventually, by about October, I realized I fell for this girl...hard, and she told me she'd fallen for me, too. There was no other way to describe it; we liked each other and it was only growing by the day, but we were too far away to really do anything about it.

Anyway, 'round about Thanksgiving time, Britt called me at 4 am; apparently she loved me and I realized I felt the same way for her...there really was no other way to explain it: we loved each other.

[SIZE=7]LAME![/size]

More coming...

-Gav

[QUOTE=Fire Whispers]I hate being insecure and nervous about everything :-\

It's so lame.[/QUOTE]
word up:(

hurry up gavin, i want to hear the rest

/awaits more story

I'm pretty sure Gav gets ditched.

Yo gavin that's a tear jerker already :(

/can see where this is going..

[QUOTE=Permanent Solution]You're next. You have till Friday.[/QUOTE]

Give him until Saturday. He needs the party.

Well hes saying things like, "loved" i dunno.

Why does EmEx keep dieing tonight?

Bollocks, its nearly 10 am. for some reason im watching ABC news.

[QUOTE=Pazz]Give him until Saturday. He needs the party.[/QUOTE]
That's sooooo long.

But ok.

Saturday B.

[QUOTE]Originally Posted by Permanent Solution
You're next. You have till Friday.[/QUOTE]

I have to sort a few things out first anyways, her friends are mad confusing me :-\

Plus yeah I need Saturday/Sunday

[QUOTE=Permanent Solution]That's sooooo long.

But ok.

Saturday B.[/QUOTE]

Then it's my turn to kick him in the nuts. :D

[QUOTE=Pazz]Then it's my turn to kick him in the nuts. :D[/QUOTE]
I'll hit you with a bat if you kick me.

[QUOTE=Fire Whispers]I have to sort a few things out first anyways, her friends are mad confusing me :-\

Plus yeah I need Saturday/Sunday[/QUOTE]
Putzing around won't clear anything up. :)

Saturday. :)

[QUOTE=Fire Whispers]I'll hit you with a bat if you kick me.[/QUOTE]

no u

Vince: He's in quite a pickle. I understand why he needs extra time.

[QUOTE=Pazz]no u

Vince: He's in quite a pickle. I understand why he needs extra time.[/QUOTE]
esplanations plz

[QUOTE=Permanent Solution]Putzing around won't clear anything up. :)

Saturday. :)[/QUOTE]
Kicking me in the nuts will make me hit someone with a bat/need medical help so that won't help either.

Ohhh, its pissing down outside. Im in the roof conversion, to its realy loud on my roof

So yeah...we were in love and all that jazz.

We talked more and more; we always called each other and stuff. Everyone up here knew her and everyone down there knew me. We were basically dating but not really because we weren’t “together.”

We talked more and more and more and we were really really falling for each other…I told her everything, she told me everything, etc. We really were in love. There’s no other explanation.

Randomly, though, she stopped calling me. It was weird. She didn’t answer her phone, or respond to my IMs, text me back, etc….all I got was one IM from her saying “I can’t talk to you anymore.” Needless to say I was heartbroken and figured the distance had finally gotten to her, so I sunk into depression…hard. I didn’t know what to do. I told Brittany about all my problems and stuff and she was always there for me, promising me we’d be together one day and that it would all be OK.

So, after about a month of being depressed and wondering what the hell happened, I got a phone call from Britt at about 4 am…she was bawling her eyes out and crying. Apparently she met this kid Danny…Daniel Cheung…who decided he wanted her…he began beating and raping her and said if she ever talked to me again he’d hurt me and do all this horrible stuff to her. I guess before she called Danny just brutally raped and beat her…I’ve never been so angry in my life.

I left my house and walked to the train station…I got into Boston via cab (local train station was closed) and was going to get on the Silver Line to take the first train to Stamford, but the cops noticed a 16 year old kid standing there all alone about 4 in the morning. They asked what I was doing and said it was an emergency. They asked if my parents knew I was there and I lied and said yeah. Long story short they carried me, kicking, biting, clawing, and screaming, to the cruiser and brought me home…I was rip****.

So I called Britt and tried to console her. I mean, there really isn’t much I can do in that situation, really. We kept talking and I promised her it would be OK.

Eventually, she told me she was sorry and still loved me and I still loved her, too, so we were almost back to normal; constantly talking to each other, text messages, IMs, you name it we did it. We were inseparable again but this time, it was slightly different. She would tell me all the horrible things Danny would do to her, including the beats and the rapes (too brutal to describe and I don’t think I could without punching a hole in the nearest wall). She was too scared to tell the cops because she didn’t want him doing anything to me since he supposedly knew where I lived (which I still think is BS to this day, but whatever).

Again, through, randomly, about late February, Britt stopped talking to me again. She called me and just said she didn’t feel the same way about me anymore and was starting to care for Danny more and more…

…whoa whoa whoa…what? You are about a guy that beats you, rapes you, humiliates you, etc? What the hell?

She also told me she turned from the normal booze/weed to actual hard drugs, like coke, heroine, E, etc….apparently they were originally her escape from Danny but now she used them in conjunction with Danny and she got a total new buzz when having sex with Danny. She went into graphic detail, telling me she loved the buzz he gave her and it was a whole change from my sensitivity and lack of physical activity (I’m 184 miles away, what the hell could I do?)

So yeah…basically, Britt told me to never call or talk to her again. I asked, “Is this what you really want? I’ll force a smile and walk away from this phone call with my teeth grinding if that’s what you want, Brittany.”

She didn’t say another word. I heard the phone click and dropped to my knees sobbing.

I hit depression again, except this time it was twice as hard. I didn’t know where to turn. I turned to Brittany when I had a problem and she helped me through with her promises of “I love you” and “we’ll be together.” I tried killing myself, but it just so happened my best friends Alex and Jim stopped by my house and found me in the bathtub. I’d seriously be dead today if it weren’t for them and I’m forever grateful. I’m totally clean now, though…it was scary. I don’t know what I was thinking. I guess that just shows how ****ed up I am.

Anyway, it was about late March when Britt randomly called me. She was crying and told me she was wicked sorry and didn’t mean what happened. She was too addicted to drugs to think clearly and told me she really did love me and not Danny…I was elated and came out of my depression almost immediately, although something still didn’t feel right…

We were talking on the phone a few nights later and the conversation went something like this (B= Brittany and G = Gavin, incase you didn’t figure it out):

B: “So Gav, who’re you taking to your prom?”
G: “Eh, I’m not going…I don’t like any girls up here at all.”
B: “Aw, well, remember when you promised you’d take me? *giggle*”
G: “Heh, yeah…we were young and stupid then, huh?”
B: “No, you promised, Gav…come on…we’ll have so much fun.”
G: “Really? You really want to go with me?”
B: “Duh! We’ll have a blast…I love you.”

After about 2 weeks of begging our parents, they agreed to let Britt come here from May 6, 2005 to May 8, 2005. It was a dream. Finally, after a year of waiting, talking, dreaming, hoping, and promising, Britt and I could finally do all the things we wanted to do. We could cuddle under the stars on the beach. We could sneak in Eskimo kisses while our friends weren’t looking. We could hold hands and just…talk. Most importantly, we could be the one thing we’ve been dreaming about since we met each other: together.

I had no idea what was ahead of me…:(

More coming!

-Gav

/back

Gav's still not done?

/spoke too soon...:(

Jesus Gav..

You remind me of me.. :upset: :tear:

Edit: I'm being serious by the way :-\

wow...

Aw :-\

You're ruining it Adam...gosh.





;)

[QUOTE=Excursions]Gav is a distrubed boy.[/QUOTE]
Dude seriously shut up.

normally it'd be funny but just no.

This should really be a movie.

Sorry for like not posting at all this last month... I guess I came back for a good story, though.

Part III is coming...

I told you guys I had my reasons to be emo. :p

-Gav

Whoa, it's Tim. And yes you did.

Your song was cool btw.

[QUOTE=I0Play0Bass]Part III is coming...

I told you guys I had my reasons to be emo. :p

-Gav[/QUOTE]
Sucks 4 u.:(

But, dosnt excuse you from wearing girl pants :p

Which one?

[QUOTE=HomeCatMickey8]Which one?[/QUOTE]
The Lua one. Chelsea posted it on Brandon's forums for everyone to hear. :p