How and Where did you meet your H2B's?

Aah! That's just brought a tear to my eye, what a lovely story! Mine is a bit boring compared to that!! I met my H2B in a local nightclub...he had originally been on a date with one of my work colleagues, which didn't work out. We kept bumping into each other, saying hello etc then one night we swapped numbers and the rest is history! Never had any interest in him at the start, but don't know where I would be without him now. Can't wait to be his wife (OMG, wife!!) We get married on August 20th 2011.xx

My h2b was a manager in a local bar and on a night out he was working on the door so i spotted him and dragged my friends over to go in. But he wouldnt let one of my friends in because she had forgotton her ID throughout the night he kept coming over and having a quick chat to me then i later found him on facebook and we started chatting and swapping numbers. Not very romantic or special like yours lol

I was in a long distance relationship with someone else and had been engaged for years, but was getting fed up of spending the evening either on my own or in the pub so decided to take up ballroom dancing, and chris was there. It took us about 2.5 years before we realised that we were more than good friends. I can't wait to be a Mrs Smith Hope never having to spell my surname over the phone again

Well I was married to someone else the first time we met !!

I worked in a pub that had a B&B up stairs and one of our long term residents Danny was having a birthday party in the bar and his brother came to the party this was H2B

Fast forward 6 months and I had come to my sences and left my ex and H2B came to visit his brother again who by this time I was good friends with.

I had had a rough day because of a visit from the ex and Danny invited me back to his room for a drink after work to drown my sorrows and H2B offered me a lift home.

That was 13 years ago now and we get married in less than 3 weeks !

Oh god, mine's really long! but this is the most condensed version I've ever managed! ok, so, it was the Monday before Christmas, and I had decided to go to a new drama group, even though I knew the course would be closing for the holidays I went along for the first time. Only 1 member of the existing drama class turned up that night - HIM.

He was leaning against the photocopier in a big grey duffel coat and scarf, photocopying scripts he had written for the (absent) class. His hair was dark and quite short (I'm a rock-chick, like a good long haired man) his smile was warm, wide and inviting, and his accent was so sexy! I thought he was the most handsome man I had ever seen. I know it sounds stupid, but I knew, then and there that this was IT. He was THE ONE. We talked awkwardly for a bit, just surface stuff, and then I went off to get my bus home, excitedly clutching my copy of the play he had written; little did I know that on that very same bus, and noticing me avidly absorbing the script, was the woman to whom he was married.

Christmas came and went and to be honest I thought (and talked) of nothing but him, but I knew nothing about him really. In January the classes began again and I went along every Monday, making a special effort, y'know. The class started working on his play and we got to know more about eachother and found that we lived really close, so we started to walk home together, just talking, talking, talking, he told me in passing that he lived with someone and I assumed he meant a friend (I guess you only hear what you want to). He was just the most wonderful, intelligent, interesting, gorgeous person I'd ever met and I was totally hooked.

When he told me he was married, I was devastated, heartbroken. It had become clear that we were falling for eachother and the thought of never being with him was just too awful to contemplate. He never did the whole "she doesn't understand me" thing, he was honest, he loved her, but they were very young and it was a religious marriage, although by choice. He was upfront with his Wife about his feelings for me, we decided to stay friends and they worked on their relationship. We saw eachother for rehearsals and spoke on the phone occasionally, I never stopped thinking about him but I knew it couldn't be and tried to move on.

One Monday I got a call from him at work to say he wouldn't be at drama that evening.
"Ok, you ill?" I asked,
"No" came the reply, "I've ended my marriage and everyone in my life has turned their backs on me".
Ah.... silence.... erm......
"you have me".

I called my best friend and arranged for him to stay on her sofa that night, I finished work and practically ran home, got my stuff, told my parents I was staying at hers and ran to the place we had agreed to meet, nervous as hell and feeling incredibly sick!

After waiting for what seemed like an age he appeared, sunglasses on, guitar in hand and all his worldly goods in a rucksack, he looked completely broken and yet amazingly strong at the same time. We didn't hug, or speak or anything, just walked.

That night at about midnight we finally kissed for the first time and I knew this person was my soulmate.

The next day he rented a flat, I stayed there that night and never went home again. Telling my parents was awful, having to tell them I was in love with a married man, even though the marriage was over was just horrendous and I can still see the look of disappointment in my Dad's eyes. Obviously there was marriage stuff to work out and we tried so hard not to cause any further hurt to her, we didn't go out around town or flaunt our relationship. Thats my biggest regret, that she was hurt, and if I could take that away I would but I cant.

In the first 3 months of our relationship he had a complete nervous breakdown, culminating in 3 suicide attempts. It was almost like payback y'know, you get what you deserve? I dunno. He told me when we met that he had depression, I made a conscious decision to be with him anyway, I never knew just how bad it would get or how much it would hurt to be with him, but my love for him has never faultered, even at our worst moments. 10 years and 2 kids down the line I love him as much as that first day I saw him. Its been a real rollercoaster, amazing, intense, incredible and unbearable at times, we've even split once, but what can I say? he's THE ONE. He's my lobster!

I had been out for the day with friends when in my first year at uni. Went back to theire halls to keep drinking. I had enough and just flaked out in a corridor lol. All of a sudden one of the room doors opened and a hot guy walked out, stepped over me and bent over to ask if I was ok lol. He helped me up, got me some water and we sat up chatting until 7am when I had to leave for work lol. Was nearly late for work as I couldn't find my shoes, turns out he's hidden them in the fridge so I had to stay longer!

Forgot to ask for his number so got it from a friend that day, went back to see him that night and the rest is history ?

KBS that is such a lovely story (well, the ending!!)

we met through a friend and i quite fancied him but he had just come out of a really bad break up (girlfriend running off with his best mate, eeks) then i met someone and as in a relationship for 18 months then when that ended he was briefly seeing a friend of a friend. so we were friends for 2 years then a group of us were out for my birthday, id had a few drinks and thougth, "sod it, we are both finally single at the same time, go for it!"

and i did! we are about to celebrate our 3rd year as a couple in a couple of weeks! i felt everything was happenning really fast at first but that was because we didnt have to go through the 'getting to know each other stages'!

Just over 2 years ago OH winked at me on Zoosk ( a kind of dating site on Facebook) added each other as friends chatted and text for a two weeks met up and got on. Was all meant to be just a bit of fun nothing serious both of us had just come out of relationships and didnt want to get into another one. After knowing each other about a month he started asking me out, i always said no. Eventually I said yes working on the principal that it prob wouldnt last that long or get too serious. A year later he propesed and we will be married at the start of next year.

Aww, there's some lovely stories on here.

Typically, we met through work. OH was one of our suppliers at a venue I was running and came in to set up any gigs we'd got on. We used to chat in passing, having a bit of a giggle and ocassionally my office door would fly open and he would be stood in to doorway, going off on one about some member of my staff or other - he really doesn't suffer fools well, especially where there's safety issues involved or issues surrounding his kit - so I'd have to go and intervene. We pretty much went on like this for a couple of years, just chatting and passing some time together whenever he was around; it was never anything more than just friends.

One Christmas my ex fiancee left me for someone else and I was pretty devestated about it. At our next gig s couple of months after OH came and started chatting to me and I told him all about it. He made a comment about being back with his ex-wife which I thought was a bit odd, but that was it. I started dating someone wholly unsuitable for about 18months and he was messing me around really badly; kept disappearing for days on end with no explaination. OH and I continued to see each other at work and just chat as friends.

I got the chance to go to one of our balls instead of working it, and siezed the opportunity with both hands. The guy I was dating came with me, but pulled another disappearing act. I spotted OH and asked him if he'd come and let me know when one of the acts came on as I didn't want to miss them, but they were running late and I couldn't bear to stay inside much longer as the crowds were doing my head in! (there's got to be some perks to the job, right?!).

Anyway, he came out to find me about 10 minutes before they came on and we stood outside chatting for so long that we missed the first track. When we got in, he'd saved a space for me behind the desk - unheard of from him, he hates people in the way while he's working - and had even found me a flight case to stand on so that I could see! I still didn't click, just thought he was being nice, although I had noticed he was eyeing me up outside and had made a comment to him about me looking v different in a ball gown to my usual uniform - I judt thought it was that!

We broke up for summer, but on my one week in over the holidays he turned up at the venue on some pretence or other (what were the chances??!) and then asked me out. I didn't make it easy for him, made him wait a couple of days for an answer and then insisted on driving so I could get away if I needed to, but here we are 5 years later!

Turns out that he'd asked one of my colleagues which week I was working over the summer so he could come in and see me!

A couple of months later, when I met his best mate for the 1st time, he told me that the reason that OH had been staring while we were talking outside the gig was because he couldn't get over how good I looked in a dress!!!! Oh, and that he was peering down the front of it too!? I still tease him about that now!

Sorry, that turned out to be very long for such a simple, quick story?

When I met H2B in September 2000, I was engaged to someone else (although there were no plans to marry in the near future as I was 19!!!). I moved from France to South Wales "for 1 year" and didn't cope with my long-distance relationship so ended up dumping my French boyfriend pretty quickly. I was friend with H2B for a few months and we got together in March 2001. I was in a very dark place as my childhood sweetheart had just died of cancer aged 20, on March 3rd and I was all over the place. H2B became my distraction and he helped me see the light again... It soon became obvious he was more than "distraction" and "for 1 year" became "forever". I've been in the UK ever since.

PS: My childhood sweetheart's parents are coming to our wedding in 2 weeks... I'm happy.

We actually met on the internet. We were both going through really bad break ups, selling houses etc., at the time and i really wasnt ready for a relationship but there was just something about her that i just couldnt stop myself falling in love and i gave into it in the end and just went with the flow. She moved in 6 months later and 2 and a half years down the line we are planning to spend the rest of our lives together ?

Froggy - that's a lovely twist at the end of your story ❤️

I was having a few probs at home and moved in with my bf (now ex) for a while. He lived in a house share with 3 other blokes - including h2b so you can guess the rest..... I used to find myself staying up really late just so I could spend 5 mins with h2b when he got in from work, and it was only when one of my friends said she was going to ask him out that i realised my feelings (how corny!) I did break up with ex first, moved out then a couple of months later tols h2b how i felt and apparently he'd felt the same from the minute I'd moved in

Some lovely stories on here!!!!

Haha mine was a case of mistaken identity!! hed 'poked'me on facebook...and i thought he was a guy i used to go to school with who i had a crush on, i could have sworn his 2nd name was nicholls....anyway, casual messages were sent to and fro for a couple of days and wasnt until after adding him as a friend, i realised he was NOT the guy i initially thought and was a couple fo years younger!! haha by then we'd chatted and got on so we went for our first date. He turned up in a hideous cardigan and i thought 'i wont be seeing HIM again!!'..i went on holiday a few days later and when i arrived back, there was a bunch of flowers waiting for me..with tickets to see thenew sexand city film and a note saying hed not stopped thinking ofme that was 2.5 yrs ago now..

It took me a year to tell him i hated the cardigan lol

We met through work too... I used to chat to him when he brought patients into A+E,like I did all the ambulance crews. I was with somebody at the time. We were friends for about 2 years when in March 2007 I was trying to arrange a birthday night out as loads of us are April babies so asked him for his phone no so I could text him the details. At this point I had no clue that he'd even consider me!! Anyways, we chatted over texts and met up a few times for drinks. I still was none the wiser on 28th April for the night out - This makes me sounds stupid like I'm about 5yrs old but at the end of the night secretly held hands while the others were on the dance floor and then when he dropped me off home, he asked if he could kiss me **blush**

Turns out that he'd liked me since I started in A+E in Sept 05 and can even remember the first pt he handed over to me!

I hadn't long come out of a relationship and so was trying not to fall for him... But after a family holiday in June 07 I'd missed him so much that I said the "L" word.

We've been living together for 18 months now and hopefully will buy a house together soon

xx

Theres some lovely stories on here. Mines not that good to be honest. We actually met playing yahoo pool about 7 years ago. We then swapped emails and starting talking on msn (this was before FB). We'd been chatting for about 12 months before he asked me on a date. We met up on a monday night. i was living with my mum at the time and told her i was going to mates house. She didnt believe me and was determined to walk me there. So i confessed and told her i was meeting a guy. The first time i met h2b, my mother was in tow - how embarassing!!! Told my mum we met at a football match. He took me to the local pub where played pool (i won) and talked before he took me home. That was 6 years ago and no one but me & h2b know the truth about how we met!!

At first i wasnt too sure about our relationship. However, about a month after we met, h2b went on holiday for a week with his mates. I couldnt stop thinking about him and thats when i knew he was the one.

We met through the dating website "My Single Friend" and he was fairly local to me so we had out first date about two months after chatting online in a local pub. When some people ask us where we met we say in O'Neils, because that is where we first met in person!

Short version is I moved up north to 'escape' from a problem, was lonely, texted a text date thing while I was ironing and he made me laugh (smurfs and oompa loompas ironing) and 3 hours later asked me out on a date. 2 days later we went to the movies, I kissed him (such a s**t I know) and the rest is history. Oh and as with everyone else neither of us was looking for anything serious it seems it just happens.

I love these...

Mine was also a facebook meeting, met through the dating part of facebook, was talking and texting for about 4 weeks, as i had only been seperated from my sons dad about 3 months...then we went on our first date, which didnt go to well, as he was so nervous, was actually shaking...that he drank to much to soon. So after that I thought he wasnt interested, but he ended up getting his dad to bring him to mine most evening, and pick him up again, 30min trip each way..

We kind of just moved in together slowly, he stopped most nights so it made sense......that was nearly 3 years ago and we know live in our own house with my son.....

sarah

Some really lovely stories on here. I think it's very true that people meet their H/W2Bs in the most unlikely places.

I met my H2B when I was out dancing with a friend. I live in Geneva, Switzerland (I'm British), and a gal pal had been over for dinner. We decided to go out for the night quite late, and very spotaneously - it was raining heavily. We ended up in a local nightclub, dancing around and being very silly/tipsy when I bumped in HIM.

Matt turned out to be from Somerset and was a fun dancer, with a twinkle in his eye. He was out with another friend, a spur-of-the-moment night out. We swapped numbers and met up on the Wednesday night for a drink in Geneva old town. I was very nervous but nerves quickly faded as the conversation flowed like we'd known each other for years.

He was in the process of moving flats in Geneva, as his landlady had left the flatshare and her very difficult ex husband had moved in. He had a new flat lined up... But couldn't move in for three weeks. I said if he was having problems with his landlord, he was welcome to stay at mine for the three weeks as I had a spare room, plenty of space - and he took me up on the offer. His friends joked that he wouldn't be moving out! When he moved out three weeks later to his new flat, we quickly realised that living on opposite sides of town was not going to work and decided that he would move back in with me and turn "my place" into "ours". We are each others' soul mates.

One month later, we got engaged, and next July we will get married. I'm so glad I went out dancing in the rain.

There are some lovley stories here! I met H2B through speed dating, which I had only gone along too because my feind had wanted to go, I thought it was stupid. We had a farely bad first date and I wasn't gooing to see him again, but my Nan (who is in her 80's bless her!) made me go opn a second date with him - which was much, much better!!!?

The rest, as they say, is history!

Loving everyone's stories.

We met where we used to work. I started working there in 2002 and he was dating my supervisor (who was a right ***!) When he split up with her we flirted for ages but still dated other people. He had the right hump when I was dating the bloke before him because he really wanted to be with me (although he never told me this at the time.) Anyway it eventually took our friends and my sister to get us together because I was playing too hard to get and he was too stubbon to ask me out! They even set up candle lit meals for us in the resturant where we worked! And finally after a few more dates he asked me out when I dropped him home in 2004. And the rest is history. x

We met through a dating site. We chatted for a few weeks and then arranged to meet up for a drink. Six weeks later we got engaged! And we get married in April 2011

H2B and I used to work together. He was based in our London office and I worked in our North West office, then when he split up from his ex he moved back up North and started working in our office. I didn't like him at first as I thought he was rude and obnoxious however we got talking (and flirting) on a night out and found out we had lots in common. And we've been together ever since (4 years in December) and we'll be husband and wife in 12 days, eek!! x

I love this thread ❤️

We met 4 and a half years ago on a mobile dating site. Chatted for a couple of nights, exchanged numbers, text some more nights, spoke on the phone for a couple of nights then arranged to meet up.

I had to pick him up from his mums (he'd moved back there after splitting with his ex) as his car was in the garage. We went out for a drink, had a good laugh, non-stop chatting then he lunged at me lol! As I dropped him off he asked if we could meet up again and I said yes, so we did again the next night which was much calmer!

We both fancied each other but thought it was just a bit of fun for a while (both not long out of long term relationships) but 3 weeks later, he came to mine, stayed the night and never left!

We met at school but didn't get together until we had just started college, so at 16.

We've been together for 14 years TOMORROW!

We met 10 years ago on the first day of classes at University (we were on the same course), were friends for a year, flirted for a few months and then finally got together April 2002. I then promptly left the UK to travel in Oz for 3 months (already arranged before we got together!), lots of phone calls and emails whilst I was away, and he met me at the airport when I got back and it's gone from there! We moved in together when we left uni and will get married 4th June 2011 after 9 years!

Amother internet dating story here. I had just left my husband, and joined an internet dating site looking to get out and have some fun, but it was a disaster. I met half a dozen losers, then found Simon. I wasn't holding my breath, he was just another guy, and TBH at 35 and still living with his parents I was prepared to be disappointed again. We met for dinner, and we had a great time - I was pleasantly surprised! The evening was over far too quickly, and we arranged to meet again in the car park as we left. It then took us 6 months of dating, movies, dinners, evenings and chat to realise we had something special! A year later we bought a house and moved in together, then he proposed last year. We get married on 22nd October 2011, and I can't wait.

He worked at the 24 hour garage on the outskirts of town, me and my old flatmate used to go there late at night to get munchies and drinks. We'd end up staying for hours chatting to him and one night my car wouldn't start as I'd left the interior light on so we walked the couple of miles to go and buy some scampi fries. One night when my old flatmate went to the edge of the forecourt of the petrol station to answer a phonecall, he passed me a piece of unprinted till roll with his number on and had wrote "Fat Rob" on it, he's not even fat lol. I thought he was giving it me to give to my flatmate at the time but he said "Just give me a text sometime if you want".. I was like "Oh me!" so text him that night when we went home.. Text a bit more, and it went from there! Our first kiss was when I was hungover from going out, he came round my old flat at 7:15am after his shift finished and I was wrapped in my duvet with pink cow pyjamas on looking a complete mess!!

Eek mine is fairly long too but here goes

I frequented a bar in Birmingham with my mates (male and female). We were there religiously weekend after weekend!

Friday 1st November 2002 we were not scheduled to go as the Friday before had been horrendous so we’d not planned to go again. That same day, my younger sister (she’d have been 19) told me she was pregnant and was so worried about my reaction, bless her, so I suggested we go out for a few drinks(of the soft variety for her! LOL!) sister to sister chat, dance and giggle.

We went back to “our bar” and was standing having a few drinks. There was 3 guys at the bar at the same time, all I’d really noticed was that one looked a bit oily greasy sleazy (although he wasn’t) one had a skinhead, pixie ears and LOTS of piercings and then a really smart looking guy with dark hair and a crisp white shirt.

My sister was closest to them and she said, “one of those guys fancies you, I just heard him say and the other to are telling him to come over, obviously, I’d thought it would be one of the other 2! I went to the ladies and came back and she said, “he just came over to ask about you, the one in the white shirt, he asked if you were married!” he’d asked that because I wore a ring my mom had brought me on my wedding finger just because that was the finger it fitted!

A few minutes later, the man in the crisp white shirt came over and asked if he could buy me a drink. He did and we spent the rest of the night chatting endlessly about everything. (thankfully as we were in the same bar we always went to, my sister was able to go and stand with the DJ who we knew really well!)

The night ended we went outside and he asked me for my number, I gave it to him and he gave me a kiss on the cheek and left. I honestly though that was that. You don’t spend 6 hours talking to someone and then not have a bit of a snog! Next day he rang and asked if I wanted to go to his mates for a bonfire party, thought it was a bit soon to be doing all that, so I stood him up! Lol!)

Anyway the next day he took me out and the day after and the day after and the day after! Every day picking me up at the door step and dropping me back there after! Then on the 5th date, we finally kissed and I’d always wondered what thtat true foot popping, fireworks type kiss would be like and at that moment it was realised and just before that kiss I wasn’t sure if I actually fancied him or just enjoyed his company!!!!!!

He later revealed that 6 months before we “met” he’d asked to buy me a drink and I ignored him! (although I now remember him asking well, not necessarily that it was him but I remember being asked (it didn’t happen that often!)

On my 21st birthday (3 weeks after we met) he took me out and told me that he’d been coming to that bar every week for 6 months to ask me out but had never plucked up the courage to come over to me as I was always with a large group of people and very “tactile” with one of the guys who he’d assumed I was seeing (I wasn’t)

He told me he loved me the week after my birthday, brought us a holiday for xmas and within 6 months we were living together!

Ahhhhhhh! The romance!

Awww some really lovely stories on here and so varied.

I met OH in 1984!! on a camping holiday in Spain when I was 14 I was with my family and he was 19 and with his friend. On the campsite there was about a dozen teenagers and we just ended up as mates and having a really, really good time.

then when we were home we were penpals for a couple of years and when i was 16 we started a relationship but the distance was too far, so it didn't work out.

I met my husband and was with hiim for 20 years and OH met his wife and was with her for 20+years.

I had my daughter and then in 2005 divorced from hubby. but in 2003 found OH on Friends Reunited and just emailed/texted chatted etc as mates.

then in april 2008 he wanted to finish his marriage and we got together late May - moved in with him in Aug - new town, new house, new life.

then in proposed in June 2009 and we are getting married Feb 2011 can't wait.

I really think we were meant to be together but I had to have my life so I could have my daughter and we found each other again.. AWWWWWWWWWWWW