The first most important thing in my life is my boyfriend.  His names Steven and he's 21. 

We've known each other our whole lives, although we werent always friends that hung out together.  We used to play together when we were little and I'd be staying at my Grans near his house.  We both liked drawing and trolls. 

In 5th year of secondary school we both had friends, that were friends and so we ended up hanging out together.  My favourite memory is one day we were in the library just me and him, we were revising for some exam and we had these cherry sweets and we were convinced they were making us hyper because for some reason everything was funny and we couldnt stop laughing at anything and everything. 

We hung out in the library alot in the last two years of school.  Usually there was a group of us but sometimes it was just the two of us, which I prefered because he had the ability to make me laugh and we got on so well we didnt need anyone else around. 

We officially got together 4 years ago in August. 

I remember at first we tried to hide it from our parents, like you do when your young.  But they soon caught on and even once seen us kissing in the street.  So our cover was blown.  At first it was akward being around his family but I've grown to love them like they were my own. 

Stevens been through everything with me.  I'm sure he's often thought of running in the complete opposite direction of me and never looking back, but he hasnt and I'm really thankful for that. 

His main hobby when we started going out was Warhammer.  You know, painting models and battling other armies etc.  He even got a job in the shop, Games Workshop, that sells all the models/paints etc.  He's grown away from that a bit now but he still likes it. 

He's so generous and I'm convinced he would do anything for me. 

I know I'm far too dependent on him, for reasons I'll discuss in another topic.  But I love him and I could happily spend the rest of my life with him.