We Met First Time Novels & Stories

I got so happy and asked him with excitement. "No, it is still once in a day. A rule is a rule." He said sternly and my lips drew down. "Okay." He stopped the car in front of the pain and pleasure club where we met each other for the first time. If I had never come to this club, I would have lost the chance of meeting the love of my life. But I think it was written in our fate to meet each other. I feel so blessed to have in my life. I just kissed him tightly on his cheek with joy.

I first met John during a challenging time in my life when I was trying to pick up the pieces after the unexpected news of my pregnancy. It was a fateful encounter that would forever change the course of my life. I remember it clearly, as if it were just yesterday. I was feeling lost and overwhelmed, unsure of how to navigate the uncertain road ahead. It was during a local community event that our paths crossed. John, with his warm smile and kind eyes, approached me with genuine concern.

"It's been six months ever since I set my eyes on you." My heart skipped an entire beat. I immediately remembered when we first met in a cafe where I threw a thong on his face. I shyly smiled as I faced down at the kitten. Then it hit that it couldn't have been six months already because it was during summer break when we met, and it was now November. "Hm, it's just around five months, not six." "I had seen you before then." "Oh." I widened my eyes. "Stalker?"

MIA'S POV “I need the ring back” I heard Matt say as we both sat inside our favorite coffee shop enjoying coffee and delicious jam stuffed doughnuts. We had decided to meet up for lunch finally after being apart for about two whole weeks. ‘Work was tedious’, Matt had said with other weird excuses as to why he couldn’t meet up with me. This was weird and downright suspicious as we were the kind of couple who couldn’t stay apart from each other for just a day and now he suddenly became fine with not seeing me for almost two weeks! . It took a lot of bugging for him to agree to a mini date today.

She cleared her throat, looked at everyone, smiled sweetly, and then looked back at me. "I-I can still remember the first day that I met you. It was raining, and I didn't have my umbrella. I was ready to get soaked, but then you came and offered me your umbrella," she paused and swallowed hard. I chuckled sweetly and didn't see this coming. I thought she had forgotten about it. I was the first time I met her and fell in love with her. "You said: hey, miss, I have an umbrella. We can share," she paused and we both laughed.

I sighed and leaned back on the bench, "I was thinking about something Adela said last night," I felt him shift toward me, closing the space between us a little, "What was that?" I didn't want to tell him. But, what would I gain from dragging this on for very long? "Do you remember the first time we met?" I started, staring deeply into the trees. I felt my face grow hot as I could tell he was plunging holes into my face with his sharp gaze. "Yes, I asked Blazer to bring you into my car," I mentally rolled my eyes and turned to face him, "No, the first time we met in Mexico. At the Carmen y Julio festival," I corrected, my voice low.

he started. Regina held her breath, dreadful, waiting for him to continue. “I know the first time we met was a pure coincidence and probably an unfortunate incident for you because of our position at that time, but…" he trailed off not knowing how to continue, plus he felt embarrassed with what he was about to say.

I'd only officially met her the joint bachelor-bachelorette. I still remember our first encounter in the parking lot, where she'd scolded me for smoking, not holding back even though I was a total stranger. Nothing could've prepared me for the moment I laid eyes on her at the party, it felt like I’d been waiting for her my entire life.

I dropped my eyes, looking at his chest instead of his face because I couldn’t bear to see his reaction. “Remember the first time we met?” I asked quietly. “At the school, during the parent-teacher meeting,” he answered with certainty. I shook my head, swallowing the thick lump of anxiety in my throat. “No. That wasn’t the first time.” Silence. I suck in a breath and continued. “The first time we met was at a club. At Eclipse Strip ‘n’ Drink.” I finally forced my eyes up, bracing myself as I looked directly into his dark, piercing gaze.

I replied without opening my eyes. “You are asking for something you already know won't happen.” He said, settling onto the bench across from me. We sat in silence for some time before he started talking, just as expected. Kai can never be quiet; he would rather chew on stones than stay silent for an hour. “This brings back memories.” He said, sounding oddly satisfied. The first time we met was in the sauna at MIT during my freshman year. I had just finished working out and decided to try the sauna on campus. At the entrance, a few of my classmates stopped me, warning me that some intimidating freshman was already inside the sauna.