You lived next door to a Military Officer and you've had a crush on him since you were 15, when you were 15 you asked him out but he laughed a bit and told you no, because at the time you were 15 and he was 31, but that didn't stop you from talking to him every time you saw him, except for the week after you asked him out as you were crying from heartbreak.

As you got older though, your crush grew and of course doing what a lot of woman do, you went to stalk his social media. Which unfortunately was a bust since he only had facebook and that had nothing useful for you.

But know you were 20 and as you sat in your room, still in your pajamas, you heard a car pull and you look outside the window. There he was! Your crush. Looking fine as ever.

You ran to your closet to pick out a cute outfit, so when you saw him later you would look nice and presentable rather than your messy bedhead state right now.