The girl in the red dress

The beggining

This is the story of how I married the girl in the red dress. Let’s start from the beginning, shall we? There I was, sitting at the bar alone with my thoughts and drowning myself in liquor, until I saw her, the girl in the beautiful red dress. I just stared in amazement as she laughed with her friends across the bar from me, her beautiful blonde hair and her amazingly gorgeous blue eyes. I was scared to go up to her, I thought “That girl is way too pretty for me and she would never notice a sad guy like me”. I never got the courage to ask for her number of even her name, I just walked home, sad and thinking how much of a loser I was. I arrived home and got in the shower, not even taking one I just stood in the warm water crying and drinking a bottle of vodka.
Many days passed and I didn’t see her at the bar, I thought she was only visiting at the moment and that I would never see her again. I was surprised to see her at the club many days later, again me at the bar drinking and her having the best time of her life with her friends on the dance floor. I composed myself, took a mint to get the stanching smell of liquor off of me and got the courage to walk up to her. When I did she was taking a break at the bar with her friends sipping a ginger Ale, as I walked towards her I got scared thinking “What if I make a bad impression?” or “What if she doesn’t like me?”, after a little thinking I shrugged it off and walked towards her again. I touched her shoulder lightly and said, “Excuse me, I hope I’m not ruining your evening but I just saw you across the bar and may I just say, you look stunningly beautiful and if its not much trouble I would love to know your name”, all this time I had been calling her the girl in the red dress and although I didn’t mind, I would’ve loved to know her real name. She smiled, blushing by the compliment I gave her and finally told me her name, “My name is Rose” she said, the girl that I had thought about day and night since I first saw her finally had a name, Rose wow what a beautiful name. “Nice to meet you Rose, my name is Jacob” I said as I stared into her amazing blue eyes with deep sapphire. We exchanged a couple of words for a couple of minutes and I even bought her a Ginger Ale which she told me was her favorite drink.

When it was time for her to go, she gave me her number and I gave her mine, I got home and went to bed instantly as I was very tired. The next morning I went and took a shower and while I was having breakfast I remembered “ Rose!”, I jumped up from my dining table and went through my phone and looked anxiously through my contacts until I saw it, her name marked as Rose with a little heart and a rose emoji. I immediately went to text her good morning, as I did she texted me good morning first, it looked as if we were connected somehow, as we exchanged texts she told me that she had to get ready for work, I asked her where she worked at to which she told me that she worked as a Veterinarian. Wow beautiful girl, the best personality and she was in love with animals, she was my dream girl and I was going to do everything in my power to make sure she was treated like the Queen she was.

That day was nothing more than awesome, I talked to her in the morning, went to the gym and after that went to work, that was my daily routine. At night we talked again over text and suddenly, out of nowhere she asked me if she could call me on facetime, excited but at the same time nervous I said yes.