Waiting For You..

In which we meet..

I never really knew how our family met. I know my mom met his parents at a young age but I never knew anything else. I know him because of my cousin. He is my cousins, cousin.  No we aren't related.. that would be weird. Diego was always a bully to his brother Dario. He would always bother him but would get punished for it since Dario would always tell their parents. We weren't close at a young age. We rarely saw each other. I saw him when we were 10. We were at a baby shower. Then we saw each other 2 years later. He had started puberty. He was much taller, very slim and his voice changed. He would make fun of my height. We were the same age though. He would tell me things like. Do I jerk off, Do I like titties. I answered no since I was still innocent. After that day we didn't see each other. Fast forward to present time. Out of nowhere we have to go to their house. I was mad. I wanted to go with my friends to the theatre's but my dad insisted on going. I walked in and he was still tall. Of course I started puberty and got taller but he was always still taller. He shook my hand and I hugged his parents. My brother Ian hit it of with them. I was really shy and didn't like the stuff they liked but Ian did. I mainly sat with my parents and their parents while they drank wine and other alcohol. I pat their dogs head. After that night they started going over more often and that's when I started catching feelings.