"We met when we were put next to each other in a French lesson, aged 12, in 2006. He didn’t talk to me because he was shy, but I thought he was rude. All through school we were best friends and helped each other out with various teenage issues.
On my 18th birthday, I got horribly drunk and he looked after me, and I saw him in a new light. We became official not long after. I then became ill and was diagnosed with ulcerative colitis. We ended up at the same university, and whilst he had an amazing first year, I spent most of it in hospital and experienced bullying for the first time in my life. I quit uni after a year, and a few weeks later we found out we were having a wonderful accident baby.
I worked full time, and when our daughter was born he continued his degree in the week but travelled back to see me and the baby every single weekend. Now we’re 24, engaged — he works full time while I’m finishing my degree, and our daughter is starting school later this year."