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I was, at the time, 13 years of age. About to turn 14 in a couple of days. I remember so clearly the day Andrew confessed me he liked me. We claimed to be best friends. Never really thought of it that was though. I never had really felt this way towards a friend. I had already had two boyfriends but never someone like him. My soulmate. I thought of him as my soulmate. But I don't think that's how he thought about me. We had different perspectives. I guess the only reason I felt that way about him was because I personally thought my life was turning into a mess. But that was only the beginning.. Looking back at it thats the last year my life was easy.

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