We’re getting married!!

Will and I first met at Cracker Barrel. We both was a server. The first time I noticed Will was when I heard him singing. His voice blew me away. As soon as it happened, I asked one of my co-workers who that guy was. I was like I need to get to know that person. When we was rolling silverware together one day, we made an agreement. The agreement was I would cover Wills shift the day before he went to the beach and he would cover my shift the day before I went to beach. Well, I covered his shift but he did not show up to cover mine. I was infuriated at him. It made me have a different perspective on Will. A few weeks later, he returned to work. I confronted him in the break room about it. I yelled at him and told him what was on my mind. Well, Will told me his house was robbed and burned while he was at the beach. My eyes got big, my heart stopped, and I felt like the most awfulest person in the world. I apologized and ran away from the break room. I instantly regretted it. I began to hope he would not think I was a bad person. Little did I know what I just did made him notice me. A few weeks later, we was in charge of closing down side two in the restaurant. We talked for a long time about our lives and I learned so much about him. At that moment I knew I wanted to be with him. One night, Will was talking about his street soccer he likes to go to. He began to try to convince me to go. I said no at first, but then he guilt tripped me into saying yes. At the same time, he tricked me into giving him my number so he could “text me more information about street soccer.” When my mind started working again I began to panic. What did I just agree to!?! I was like crap I’m going to make a fool out of myself. On the other hand, he has my number! It was a win lose situation. From that moment on, the story of us began to be told.