The One

Written By bryanboy

The One

How do I know he’s The One?

Pigeon in Paris

Well picture a gray and drizzly morning in Paris. I wanted to stay in bed, he wanted to brave the weather and go to Notre Dame. I agreed to haul my ass outdoors on the condition that we stop by a store first to get an umbrella.

Click click click!

Ten minutes have gone by and we still haven’t found one. Bloody Franprix (see point B on the map) doesn’t sell em. I ended up buying a pack of lighters to get a big supermarket plastic bag to use as a makeshift cover to prevent my head from being drenched. I told Stewie that we should go back and wait until the rain stops but he suggested that we continue walking.

Paris Map

It started to pour really bad after a few blocks. It was horrible. My clothes were wet, my handbag was wet, everything. I could no longer handle it so I threw a bitch fit. I threw the plastic bag to the ground, asked him for the keys and told him he can go to Notre Dame but I’m going back.

He left, I left. We’ll deal with it later.

I ran to the side of the road (see point C) and stood where there’s shade. Might as well stand there until it stops pouring. I lit a cigarette to calm myself. I started to wonder whether he was pissed at me or not. We never fought before and it was the first time I screamed at him.

Quai de la Tournelle, Paris

Halfway through my ciggie, I saw a silhouette of a man walking to my direction. It was him. I thought to myself, ‘oh boy, this is not gonna be pretty’.

He had a cheeky grin on his face. 

He also got me something. Turns out, there was a souvenir shop a block away.

Something small, something black, something nylon.

No, it wasn’t something Prada (how I wish) but he got me an umbrella!

Most people don’t have patience for me (and vice-versa) and here’s someone who not only got me an umbrella but also kept an eye on me the whole fucking time.

To say I was impressed is probably an understatement. I was touched.

Not a scene from Breakfast at Tiffany’s but damn, it was close.



    I know that my comment’s got nothing to do with the post but I just wanted to tell you what a sweet blogger you are. Your style is amazing and I just watched a video of you and I just wanted to tell that you are great!

  2. My gosh. Swerte mo BB. Sana makahanap na rin ako! Wishing nothing but the bwat for the two of you!

  3. Aww, to say this is the cutest thing I’ve ever heard of would be an understatement!

  4. V good! Now he is showing patience for you, I guess you should be able to dispense with the attitude that you say makes people have no patience for you!
    Great post in any case. It seems you always find interesting people in Paris!

  5. How adorable and sweet! Tell us more about “the one” so we can all live vicariously through your love!

  6. Josh Moya

    It’s not Breakfast at Tiffanys… it’s even better… it’s not fiction.

  7. OMG BB
    I Went through the same last year…when i started to read this i was like OMG, the same thing happened to me!!! we never fought before the rain day, i got all wet…
    but in my case we never split up, i keep walking with him but i was so mad i never spoke to him on the way back home he knew… he didn’t understood me we got home & things got ugly we spoke, we argue, we almost broke…but we figure it out.
    that was last year. Now i’m single again.
    thank u soo much for cheering this. Hope to cross with u again on facebook since u don’t get that often on your facebook page.
    from Chile.
    Love xxCC

  8. i missed this post. been following you for nearly half a decade now and only this post can save all the longing I’ve had for your cheeky-witty-sometimes dirty posts. LOL

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