Munro's POV
Part 1
I was shaking while I was walking up to the door of my childhood friends house. What if he doesn't remember me? I thought about him constantly after I moved to Toronto when I was 10. I never called him because it hurt too much, I missed him more than anything. I guess that was around the time that I realized I loved him. He used to call everyday when I first moved, but I guess since I never answered he just gave up. I went through my high school life basically a loner. I never was good with people. I've never had a girlfriend or since I'm gay, a boyfriend. So here I was, in my senior yr of high school standing in front of the love of my lifes house. I knock at the door slowly but loudy so it can be heard. I hear a set of feet clammering to the door and it opens slowly, revealing the handsome hobbit. God, he looks amazing I thought to myself. "W-who are you?" he says. "I'm Munro." Then suddenly, he recognizes me, and says "Well come on in, I haven't had much company in a while." That was the start of our epic love story.