Day 2 - Moving in.

After an incredible first meeting, I returned home...but all I could think of was what a wonderful time we had. And, of course, how anxious I was to see this guy again. I returned to see him the next evening - and there was an impromptu gathering of friends at his place and an afterward the gang went to a club near your place where we danced and laughed and had much fun. And then, our first night together.  How wonderful to share that experience, and how well we clicked. The next day I helped to clean your apartment, as you and you roommate were both moving. Omar to live with his boyfriend, and you to share an apartment with friends...but you were still deciding what to do.  I stayed with you that night and Saturday we moved out all the stuff that no one wanted. We packed up your belongings and then...we went around the neighborhood looking at apartments you might share with your friends. But, it was an unfruitful search; there was just nothing. I remember how stressed you were over this, and how desperate you were...you had only one more day until your lease ran out to find a place.  I felt helpless for you, and I wanted to do something. That's when I suggested to move in with me until you could figure out what to do. You looked a bit terrified at the idea, but it would give you the chance to gather your things and to think. You later talked with Omar (your best friend) about it - he thought it was worth trying for a while, and he made me promise (in secret) to look out for you and help you if I could. I take promises very seriously.
At some point that evening you gave in to the idea and the next day we packed up your stuff and moved you to my place.  You hadn't realized how far out of the city I actually lived until we exited the metro and boarded a bus, and rode for 25 mins...I could tell you were getting anxious at this.  I cannot imagine what you were thinking during the long bus ride except "What was I thinking?" lol
We arrived at our stop and carried your stuff for another 5 minute walk to my place. It must have seemed like a very long way from the city. Entering the house you met 'my family', my roommates...and how scarey that must have been to meet everyone all at once. And then to see the size of our room...hehehe...I would have run the other way but not you, you stayed. And how quickly you adapted, and how quickly you became part of the family. And to think, we had only met a few days earlier...yet, I admit, I was already very much in love with you. Our second day together will always remain in my heart - the day we moved in together.