He said he loved me... (completed)

Slut, whore and reassurance

Was Nico too old for me? Or was I too young? I mean, it is indeed, scientifically proven that women are two years more mature than men, but am I a slag for wanting to date a 16 year old, who by the way had started his first year at college? Then again, whenever my mother and I had conversations about men and boys, she'd always recommended that when I'm 18 (Yes, my mom will only let me date when I'm 18; this is yet another reason why I can't tell her) I should date a guy who is at tops 5 years older than me...

But this did not comfort the bad feeling on my conscience, I still felt like a total whore, even though I wasn't even dating the guy for gods sake! I forced my mind to consider the girls who at the age of 13 are dating 19 year olds and having sex, then the thought of me possibly going out with the guy I have an enormous crush on didn't seem so bad...

I smiled, remembering him translating the words to Bruno Mars's Just the way you are in Lithuanian and sending them to me... Such beautiful lyrics... I had found out that Nico had wanted to be a musician, someone to make a difference... someone different from the crowd...

'Do you remember how we felt sitting by the water,

Everytime I look at you, it's like the first time!

You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter...

You are the best thing that's ever been mine!'

My ringtone interrupted my thoughts, I grabbed my phone and answered "Hello?"

"Hey! Whaatcha dooin?" The voice was familiar but I couldn't quite put my finger on it

"Mya?... No! Wait! Faye! Hey!" I stumbled, finally realising who I was talking to

"OMG! I can't believe you didn't recognise me! Hahah!" Faye giggled on the other side

"I did, I did, naa, was just a bit startled" I began

"Why? Dreaming 'bout Nico again are we?" She teased me

"Suck it!" I laughed

"Lick it!" She relplied

"No thanks!" We chorused

"Soo, how was your cousin's first day?" Faye, ahh, never forgets a single detail does she?

"She only had half a day, anyways she's talking to her crruuusshh!" I said 'crush' really slowly and loudly so Kate looked at me and slapped my bare arm

"Ouch!" I said and slapped her back

"What was that? Are you naked? Did she just slap your ass?" She giggled uncontrollably

We carried on slapping each other's arms for the next five seconds untill breathlessly I replied to Faye

"I'mma slap yours tomorrow if you don't shut up!"

"Great! Hahaha!" She cried

"Hey, Faye? Um, do you think I'm a slut?" I asked nervously, lowering my voice

"No! Why would you think that?!" She sounded outraged

"Well... kinda because he's 16, and I'm 14..." I trailed off, unable to explain my feelings from before

"Girl! That's only tw years difference! It's not like he's 29!!" At that moment, I wanted to hug Faye so hard, thank her for reassuring me!

"Well thanks! Hahaha! Although you're not so bad yoursled either! Fancying a 18 year old!" I smirked

"Who?" She sounded confused

"Harry Styles!!" I laughed

The conversation lasted three hours, moving from nothing to everything, from Faye's application form to BOA acadamy ( a really high style, chic academy for performing arts gifted students!) to our haters, to life and to boys... on and on our conversations went, laughter rang in my ears and that's when I knew that with friends like mine I'll get far...