Last weekend, my cousin Marisa invited me to go to a new “College and Career” type Bible study on Sunday night that is hosted by her church. Nicholas and I go to church together, so I asked him if he’d want to come along with me since I was trying something new. He did and we decided I’d pick him up since I have a GPS and we’d be needing it to get to the house where this event was happening.

When I pick him up at his apartment, he says “I invited someone to go with us… I hope you don’t mind.” And so I was all “Of course I don’t mind!” but secretly I DID MIND because I just KNEW it was gonna be some girl who was gonna flirt with him the whole way to Bible Study and then I was gonna have to start the “Permission to Date Nicholas” application process and HELLO, IT TAKES AWHILE TO GET FINGERPRINTING AND BACKGROUND CHECKS DONE.

So imagine my surprise when we pull up to an apartment and a guy walks out.

Now, as I’m watching him walk to the car –

(because I could not look away seeing as he was HOT AS FIRE and by HOT AS FIRE you know that I am, of course, simply referring to his heart for God NOT his physical appearance because, really, like I would notice if some boy was attractive)

– Nicholas says something about practicing my British accent but I don’t get where this is going because I’m too busy thinking CUTE BOY ABOUT TO GET IN MY CAR. And then the door opens and I say hello and then he says “‘ello.”

BECAUSE HE IS BRITISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I flip around and look at Nicholas and he’s already laughing because he knows how I have a bit of thing for boys with the British accent and here has gone AND SUPPLIED ME WITH ONE AND I AM TOTALLY FLUSTERED.

So this boy, whose name is Nathan, climbs in my backseat (AND HE’S SITTING RIGHT BEHIND ME, JUST SO YOU HAVE THE VISUAL) and I’m giving myself an internal pep talk that went a little something like this –

“Okay, this is your first chance ever being in a car with a British boy so you need to play it cool and quit flipping out and don’t use your fake British accent and, whatever you do, don’t say “whilst” instead of “while” and WHY DID YOU NOT DO A BETTER JOB FIXING YOUR HAIR THIS MORNING?”

Let that be a lesson learned the next time you want to sleep in instead of fixing your hair, girls.

So we start heading towards this house and Nicholas, God bless his darling heart, starts basically reading off my resume to Nathan and then that makes Nathan start asking me questions in his accent and I am not proud of what I’m about to tell you but here goes –

I started driving off the side of the road.

Y’all. Y’ALL. I drove off the side of the road seven different times on the way to Bible Study and I COULD NOT HELP IT BECAUSE HOW ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO DRIVE WHEN SOME BOY IS SITTING BEHIND YOU TALKING IN THAT ACCENT?

So Nathan begins noticing I’m repeatably driving off the road and says “You know, I’m getting a bit scared back here” and I’m suddenly thinking I HAVE RUINED MY CHANCES WITH BRITISH BOY. So I start trying to drive better and meanwhile Nicholas is just sitting in the passenger seat having a lovely time laughing because he is aware that I am flustered to the point I’m about to pull the car over so he can drive because, obviously, no one should let me behind the wheel when there is a British boy in the car.

We finally made it to the house and ended up having a blast for the next three hours. We ate dinner and even played a bit of Wii bowling at which I failed miserably mainly because BRITISH BOY IS STANDING BESIDE ME, THREE FEET AWAY, OH MY GOODNESS I CANNOT BREATHE.

So it’s time to leave and I get in the car and Nathan’s saying goodbye to our hosts and just as if it’s nothing, reaches over and closes my car door for me but right before he closes the car door he says “There you go, love” AND I BASICALLY PASSED OUT RIGHT THEN.

Seriously, my heart started beating faster just typing that last sentence. HE CALLED ME “LOVE,” DID YOU HEAR THAT PART? YOU KNOW, THE PART WHERE HE CALLED ME “LOVE?”

We ended up at Nathan’s apartment and I am proud to tell you that I had the presence of mind to get video footage of this boy for you in the form of a blog video. I even asked him a few questions about his love life, but ONLY because I was trying to help you single readers out NOT because I was, you know, doing personal research or anything.

Things we shall note about this video:

1. He is a sharp dresser, no?

2. “I mean, I’m single… I don’t know if I mentioned that a few times tonight.” CLEVER, RIGHT?

3. “Check… check… check, check, check, check, check!!!” Ladies and gentlemen, I think we have a winner at the Whom Shall Date British Boy game!

4. “I can’t cook, but I can clean up the mess she made.” OH YES, I ACTUALLY SAID THAT.

5. Nicholas looks really thrilled about being my supposed future husband. Real thrilled.

6. I don’t want to talk about the part where Nathan gets my name wrong.

7. Except to say DID YOU HEAR WHEN HE SAID “MY BELOVED, AMY BETH?” BECAUSE IF YOU DIDN’T CATCH THAT, GO BACK TO 3:54 AND LISTEN CLOSELY.

8. I edited out a little part where Nathan tries to kick a balloon (I’ll explain why he was kicking a balloon later). The video ends after Nathan says something about he and I going to coffee because I got so flustered I DROPPED THE CAMERA.

This video was actually made on Sunday night and, as fate would have it, Nicholas, Nathan and I actually ended up going to Starbucks on Monday night to work on a project together (and, really, it’s almost the same thing as going out on a coffee date except for the whole silly project and pesky Nicholas thing). I’m happy to report that everything went swimmingly.

Until I hit my head on the large round Starbucks light fixture as I got up from our table.

EDITED TO ADD: Suddenly the video above isn’t showing the last few seconds where British Boy mentions going for coffee; it’s cutting off where the transition was supposed to be. So here’s the last eleven seconds of the video, mainly because I would hate it if you missed the part WHERE HE MENTIONS GOING FOR COFFEE.

Especially since “going for coffee” obviously translates into “let’s get married.” Obviously.