impossible love

Chapter 1

Brown eyes, dark hair, not too tall, good music taste, i could spend the whole day to describe what i liked about him. He was perfect to me. But from the beginning i knew that our love story was meant to end one day .

-July 17

it was the morning and i randomly thought about a guy i've heard about during the year. I remember saying that he was looking good, I loved his style. I talked about him to my friend and he told me that this guy was popular, the whole city knew about him. He was the kind of boy with thousands of friends, always invited to the party and obviously he was the type of boy that every girls wanted. It was understandable, i was exactly like them. People were saying that he was a red flag, but it's not what stopped me. I thought i could maybe change him.

I wanted him but as a lot of 16 years old girls, i was not confident. I thought i was way uglier than the other girls and that i had zero chance to be with him but as we say ; One life. I texted him the 17th of july a simple heyy

5 hours later i finally got an answer from him, hi.

I got mad so i did the same thing, i left him on delivered for 5 hours and then i replied with how are you but this time he answered fastly, that' how we spend a night to talk. Well, i was the one who was mostly talking but we still got to know each other a little more. I learned that his name is Tarek, he's from Syria, lived in Liban before his family finally came here and that he was 15 years old.

He was flirty, he was bold and i liked it. He was Popular, everyone knows him and i don't know why but i thought it was pretty cool because i was the complete oposity, from a village and not with a lot of friends.

Beside that, i had some trouble at home, my relation with my parents was not the best and instead of talking with them i was always going to my room and listening to music. For me, music is one of the most important thing, we can learn a lot of a person based on which type of music they are listening to. For example, people who are listening to Travis scott are drippy as hell and love making outfits that match their shoes, Lana del rey's fans like nostalgia, like to watch romantic shows but not able to have their own. The Weeknd's fans, well do i really have to explain ?

It was summer so i wasn't doing a lot of things and i started working in the same city as tarek so i was already thinking about meeting him one day.