Eighteen may be young to know you want to spend the rest of your life with someone, but I felt like this had been several lifetimes coming, and didn't want to waste a moment of this one.

I've been in that many relationships, I've lost count. None of them have ever lasted more than 6 months. I used to think it was them, but now, as my newest ex promptly slammed the door, figuratively and literally, on our relationship, I realise it's me. Boyfriend after girlfriend and so on, no one seems to stay. There's only one person I know I can tell, who won't judge me because he is the best person I know.

I go to my room and open up my laptop, loading up Skype. I log in and see he is on. A small smile graces my face as I press the call button. He quickly accepts and I sit there, waiting as it buffers and his gorgeous face appears on screen. We talk for hours, leading from my crappy love life to his education. A genuine smile soon appears, and I realise how much I like him. I've had a crush on him since we met, me being the nervous fan and him, the confident and cool youtuber. We hit it off quickly, finding shared interests. We started skyping and texting after that, continuing conversations we hadn't quite finished, even if it was hours later. I thought of him when I was in school. I thought of how the sun glints of his ink black hair, how his eyes glint and sparkle whenever he gets excited about something. I was falling for him, hard. And there was nothing I could do.

It was on this particular Skype chat, I noticed him looking nervous. I asked him what was wrong, and he shrugged it off, but I knew him too well by then. So I pressed on, asking him again and again what's wrong, assuring him he could tell me anything, I wouldn't judge. He eventually got sick of my constant nagging, and agreed to tell me. I sat there in silence as he talked, letting his heart out and releasing all the thoughts that had been bothering him. I sat in shock once he had finished, not believing it was true, and unsure what to say next. I collected my thoughts and spoke the only thing that could ever have been said in that moment.

"I love you too."

Eighteen may be young to know you want to spend the rest of your life with someone, but I felt like this had been several lifetimes coming, and didn't want to waste a moment of this one.

I made a vow, years into our future, and I haven't broken it since.