A Real Love Story: I love Your

Our Story- But I love you…

So if you read the first installment of our story ‘How we met’ you will know I met Mr F at university. We left the story with me living a corridor away from him in halls….

love story


I went to university to study Molecular Biology but after 2 weeks of being surrounded by very clever people and realising that I would much rather spend my days socialising I decided it was not for me. So what to do? My A levels were Chemistry, Biology and Maths so I had pigeon holed myself into doing a science based degree. Damn.

Mr F was studying Zoology with Marine Biology. Bangor university is well known for it, being situated along the Menai Strait. So, he tells me that it is all about animals- I am there picturing dolphins, koalas, fuzzy lions. SOLD! Turns out it is actually mostly about fish. Fish, fish and more fish- with maybe a snail or a chicken thrown in for good measure!! Great.

So there we are, on the same course as well as living in the same building. Every day I would wake up, put my face on and go fetch him to go to our lectures. With a 20 hour timetable we were spending every day together, in lectures, walking back and forth plus the socialising part of uni life of course.

As the year went on we had properly settled into uni life. Our week would look like this:

  • Every Monday we would go to ‘Time’ the main club in the city. Monday night was 60s, 70s, 80s and 90s theme and we loved it! Who doesn’t love a bit of MJ or Chesney Hawkes!
  • Tuesdays were pound a pint night at Yellow Bar. I don’t drink pints but bottles of orange Reefs. By the end of the night my teeth would feel numb from the amount of sugar!!
  • Wednesdays were theme nights at Octagon- another club in the city. Mostly these consisted of dressing up and being covered in foam.
  • There was never anything on officially on a Thursday so we would have a night off.
  • Fridays we would go to Main Bar- the uni bar/club. This was my favourite place to go as it wasn’t too big so it felt a bit more ‘exclusive’ compared to ‘Time’.
  • Saturdays were my favourite- we would head back to Main Bar but it was Pop/R&B night so all the great dancy music for a girl in heels. There are so many songs I remember from those days, they always bring back great memories!
  • Sundays = corridor party!!! This involved getting a bottle of vodka, some coke and a large glass. We would all congregate outside the rooms and play music so loud you could hear it on the road!

This went on every week for the first year (and second if I am honest!) and I loved it! My social life back home was rubbish, I had never found anyone I clicked with and so having people that loved to go clubbing, wear mini skirts and sing and dance was amazing. I was the happiest I had ever been.


(Apologies for the photo- no digital camera in those days so I had to take a photo of the photo- the ? is on the photo as it is from my Project Life scrapbook)

By my birthday, March 2003 we were the best of friends. I had decided over he Christmas holidays that he was the one for me but as far as he was concerned we were just friends. He didn’t think of me in that way at all.

I should probably mention at this point that he had a girlfriend. Major problem. He had been with her for years and years and she was waiting for him back home. In his mind he was going to marry her and be with her forever.

I am not a bad person. I never set out to ruin anything for them. Even 12 years later I still feel guilty- even though she is happily married and probably doesn’t even give it a moments thought.

Over the months we became closer and closer and I knew that although he may not know it he actually did love me. Sounds a bit crazed I suppose but I knew that I was the one person he turned to when he was happy or sad and during holidays we would talk on MSN (remember that?!!) for hours and hours every night. I was his one and he was mine.

As the end of the university year drew closer I knew I was going to be parted from him for over 2 months. I couldn’t bear it, we had been inseparable for months- how was I going to cope not seeing him every day?

“I love you”

I don’t know what made me say it. I am not a brave person at all and hate rejection but it was out there. Saying it aloud is scary, what makes it worse it not hearing it back. He simply looked at me and said “I am with x, I love her”.

My heart broke in two for the very first time.


Come back soon for the next part of the story ‘Sometimes you have to let them go..’

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    November 6, 2014 at 7:43 pm

    Im loving these posts, making me think about how the Hubs and I met all those years ago. Looking forward to reading the rest of your story x

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      November 7, 2014 at 9:49 am

      Write it all down- I have remembered so much by sitting down and thinking about it properly! x

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    November 6, 2014 at 8:01 pm

    My hubby and I met at uni too – your post brought back a lot of memories of student nights out. It was the other way around for us though – I was engaged to someone else when we first met and never really saw hubby as anything other than a friend until my relationship was over. Once we got together though there was no looking back. How hard it must have been for you to open up and share your feelings and to have them rejected though.

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      November 7, 2014 at 9:50 am

      I had never said it to anyone before (although I had always felt like I loved every boy I ever fancied lol!!) You should write your story down so you never forget x

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    November 6, 2014 at 9:28 pm

    Oh my God, I’m hooked (even if I do know how it ends).

    Love reading these posts!

    Jenna at Tinyfootsteps xx

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      November 7, 2014 at 9:50 am

      I might throw in a twist at the end ….. I’m really a robot…. no no. lol. xx

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    Yvette @ Big Trouble in Little Nappies
    November 8, 2014 at 2:50 pm

    Oh how romantic is this?! Obviously, I know it ends happily, but am on the edge of my seat for the next installment. It has also made me very wistful for university life! #brillblogposts

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      November 9, 2014 at 9:58 am

      Aw thank you Yvette! I am just in the middle of the next installment so come back soon 🙂 xx

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    November 9, 2014 at 9:23 pm

    I’ve loved reading this!! Cannot wait for part two either 🙂

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      November 9, 2014 at 9:45 pm

      Ah thanks Helen! I best hurry with it! 🙂

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    Honest Mum
    November 11, 2014 at 10:25 pm

    Wow that cliffhanger, need next installment now! Thanks for linking up to #brilliantblogposts

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      November 12, 2014 at 4:08 pm

      I am in the middle of the next one- trying to remember 10 years back is a struggle haha!

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    Sarah Christie
    November 16, 2014 at 9:49 pm

    Ah so romantic, what a lovely story x

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      November 16, 2014 at 10:03 pm

      Thank you Sarah 🙂 x

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    Caroline (Becoming a SAHM)
    November 16, 2014 at 10:09 pm

    I love this post, ot made me smile with all the uni references, brought back lots of memories! I don’t like the ending but I’m guessing all turns out well 😉 xx #sundaystars

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      November 17, 2014 at 5:58 pm

      It is helping bring back loads of memories for me too, so glad I started!
      Part 3 is coming soon 🙂 x

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    November 18, 2014 at 4:02 pm

    Oh what a cliffhanger! What happened next? I love these posts of yours. I caught the first one when I hosted Sunday Stars last time and am chuffed to catch the second instalment. Think I may have told you last time that my BFF went to Bangor Uni – a few years before you though. I never went to visit unfortunately but I’ve certainly heard a lot about the Octagon! My social life timetable at Manchester was very similar but Saturday was our night off.

    Thanks for linking up to #SundayStars

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      November 18, 2014 at 7:28 pm

      Haha! I am assuming your friend was Welsh? Octagon was a favourite for all the Welsh speaking students Did she live in the Welsh speaking halls? We lived next door and were always ‘at war’ although actually we always got on well haha, just one of those rumours! I am part Welsh myself so was always welcomed with open arms lolol!! x

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    November 20, 2014 at 10:31 pm

    I can’t believe you ended that on such a cliffhanger, I want to know the rest of the story! Haha, you need to get part 2 up asap because the suspense is killing me.

    Sounds like you had an amazing experience at uni, partying every night?! I used to party every night too, can barely stay awake past 10pm these days!xx

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      November 21, 2014 at 9:39 am

      10pm? I am in bed by 9pm or there is hell to pay the next day!! haha!! I had a great uni life but I do not miss it one bit! Give me a bar of chocolate and x factor any day! x

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    Everything Mummy
    November 21, 2014 at 9:38 pm

    agh how can you leave it on this cliff hanger love these posts! thanks for linking up #sundaystars

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      January 5, 2015 at 10:00 am

      Haha sorry! If it helps I want to publish all of them now!

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    Our Story- Sometimes you have to let them go... - What Katy Said
    January 11, 2015 at 11:16 am

    […] so far you will know how we met and how after a year of becoming closer and closer I told Mr F that I loved him.. only to be rejected. I went home for the summer holidays absolutely heartbroken, not knowing […]

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    Mrs H
    January 24, 2015 at 11:38 pm

    Nooooooooo!! He loves you. He loves you. Oh, why are men so blind! This is such a wonderful idea honey. I love it. Hugs Mrs H xxxx

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      January 25, 2015 at 10:34 am

      Haha that is what I kept saying to myself over and over! x

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