Could He Be My Better Half?

by Alicia
(Pennsylvania)

I met my new boyfriend by a complete accident, because of my best friend's stupidity.

She gave him my e-mail. I was confused. Some time later we stopped talking. (And in between then my best friend two timed him. He thought I was writing to him when I at the time was having a heart surgery.

Anyway in April of 2007, he got back in touch with me. And we kind of kicked off from there.

I'm not sure why but I wanted to talk to him. After I heard his voice the first time, I couldn't hold back. I was curious, intoxicated by him. (I'm 18 he's 25, he lives in UK I in US).

After I turned 18 in June, he came to visit me. Everything was rocky etc, but we fell for each other even more, regardless of the rocky part, and now we're happy in a relationship.

But, here's the funny part. Just before he came to visit me, we had a long conversation in July. When the bill came I was astonished.

On 07/07/2007 we spoke for 7h 7mins and 7 sec. The conversation started at 7pm (his time) and I owed $707.77 for the call to the phone company.

That scared us both.

We've always been finishing each others sentences, numerous times a day, it became normal. Not taking words out of each others mouths and not finishing sentences became not normal haha.

It's like we're connected. When I was feeling ill and had a fight with my folks, he somehow knew that i was desperate, he called worrying sick within 20 mins of the fight. And that happened repeatedly, over the past 5 months.

This past October it got even stranger.

In 1992, I visited a place called Hastings, UK, where he at the time lived. It got absolutely frightning. He lived in number 70, I with my folks stayed in house no 68 on the same street.

Basically I was next door to him. Possibility is that he even saw me.

There are so many things that push us together. For one we're both musicians - I'm a pianist he's a violinist (our not mutual friends think its romantic).

I'm begining to wonder if I've met my better half. I mean what are the chances of those 7h 7min 7sec on 7th july of 07, and what are the chances of us meeting again 15 years later.

It's sickingly frightning. But is it meant to be? Because he's thought of proposing.