Hand holding and scat singing.

As I mentioned yesterday, Alex had been sneaky enough to get my number and had shown some interest in coming to my jazz concert at CGCC the next night. But I wasn't delusional enough to think that some random guy I had met at a YSA meeting would actually come out to chandler to watch a concert of a girl he had spent 2 hours with. But lucky for me, Alex wasn't just some random guy. ;)

I remember getting ready for the concert that night, and telling my girlfriends about the cute boy I had met, and how I got a different vibe from him. He was genuine and sweet and didn't seem like all the other guys I had been with.

I sat behind the curtain before the concert started and my heart was beating hard in my chest. I jumped every time the doors opened and more people came into the auditorium. I didn't know why I was so nervous for him to show up. I mean come on, I'd known him for less than 24 hours. I had to go get in position before I knew if Alex had actually came. And by this time I was convinced he wasn't coming.

I walked on stage, and guess who was sitting in the front row... You guessed it. Alex. I gave him a surprised look and he just shrugged and gave me the cutest, embarrassed smile.

I sang my heart out in that performance, obviously wanting to show off just a little. I was blown away by the fact that he had actually showed up. After our set as over, we were allowed to go and sit in the audience to watch the rest of the concert. I went and sat by Alex, and told him how happy I was that he had come. And he told me that it was well worth it to see me again. /cheese.

The rest of the concert was a blur. All I remember is that I was freaking out. Why?? Well because Alex was super bold and decided to hold. my. hand. It was wonderful and scary all at the same time. I remember it being super awkward too because we are at a concert, so we are required to clap... And since this was the first hand holding experience, there is always that awkward moment of, do I just go straight back to holding hands after clapping, or do I wait for him to reach for it again, or should we just not clap at all... Hahaha so awkward. But somehow we made it through, and I was smiling like a goon over the whole thing.

He walked me to my car, and told me how he had a great night, and then no hug, no talk of seeing each other again, he bolted to his car. I was laughing so hard because he was brave enough to come to my concert and hold my hand, but not brave enough hug goodnight. I yelled "hey, where are you going..." He looked back at me super confused, and then slowly start walking back towards me. I told him that I'd like to see him again. And then asked him if he liked baseball. (Alex says that this questions sealed my fate. He knew that he had to marry me now that he knew about my insane love of baseball) he told me that he did in fact love baseball and would love to come over and watch the game with me.

And that's exactly what he did... Plus something extra.


Check back tomorrow for more of the story ;)