Diary of a wimpy kid fanfiction

I do not own any of the characters involved in this story except my oc Gina. All other characters and the bases of their live come form the diary of a wimpy kid stories. No fraud intended.

Greg Heffley's life:
It had been a long time since Greg had seen her. Holly Hills. In middle school he had a huge crush on her. Although in his mind they could have had a long happy life together, the real world was cruel. Holly had never noticed him. Greg never really gave up, a small part of him kept hoping kept saying it was possible. After high school he left his life and everyone in it for college. He still never laid eyes on another girl. It was childish but he was a child, and some thought of him as a fool for thinking that his first love would be the only love of his life. But in the 10 years since the eighth grade he had changed. He was now nearly 24. He turned from the short thin Wimpy kid to the tall and well built, strong kid. He spent six years in college, in that time he got his degree in computer software/ science. His dream was to become a video game designer. What could be better than designing and playing video games all day, plus getting paid for it. This was a dream come true but yet there was something missing... His counter part, who would he share his life? After a year at work and striking out with the lady's he finally joined a dating site. He went to one the events that the site held. He was 25 and alone.
Holly Hills life
After high school she went to college got her degree and started working she was now roughly 25. All the while she remained single. While she wouldn't dare admit it to anyone, she kinda liked Greg. He was kind, smart, generous, and strong in his own way. Yet life had taken them in different directions. Still somewhere inside of her there was a feeling that high school wouldn't be the last time they saw each other.
That night at the event: Holly's pov:
Holly had been mingling with a bunch of people yet no one really interested her. With two and half hours until the event ended, she was starting lose hope. Every man who approached her was well over the alcohol limit. She was insulted by the fact that they had the nerve to approach her when they were only looking for a fling. Then something hit her. She saw a familiar face. She thought no it couldn't be, but it was... Him, Greg, her hidden crush. She started walking towards him. She stopped him by calling out his name, "Greg, Greg Heffley?"
Greg's point of view:
That night at the event:
The night was turning out to be a bust. He was still as single as ever. His black suit with his emerald green tie had begun to become wrinkled as all he did was walk around and sit in different chairs, here and there. With around two and a half hours left the night was not looking that good. All of a sudden he heard his name being called from behind him. He did not to dare turn around, the voice sounded so familiar but he tried not to remember (because if he did let the memories come back and it wasn't who thought it was he would only be setting him self up for failure). Slowly he turned and his heart skipped a beat. He was exactly right it was... Her. He said "Holly, Holly Hills?" a huge smile swept across his face, hers lite up as well. They lightly hugged each other, and greeted each other properly.
No one's point of view:
The two began to talk and explain what their lives have been like since high school.