it was 11:00 am as i was woken up by my mom. I'm laying on my bed trying to wake up. „Amber!!!" my mother screams. Loudness is the worst in the morning. I feel how annoyed i get hearing voices. „Coming!" i yelled. As i tiredly stood up from my bed. i made my way to the bathroom. As i looked into the mirror i stared at my messy hair that looked like a bird nest. I giggled. I quickly brushed my hair and went downstairs to greet my mom. „Here i made you breakfast honey" she smiled at me and gave me a kiss on the forehead. I kissed her cheek and sat down. I stared at the pancakes she made. It looks good, very good. I ate a bite. Then another. I'm not hungry anymore. „Mom," She looked at me. „I'm full". she glanced and looked like she's mad at me. „you barely ate anything sweetie. Three more bites! then we're good"
i nodded slightly at her and decided to finish the plate. She smiled at me, „was it delicious?" i smiled widely at her „Very!!!". She patted my head. „So, today an old friend of mine is coming, you know her" i curiously looked at her, was she talking about mary?" „Is it mary?.." i asked being concerned. „Yes, how did you know? And why do you look worried?". Ah yes, worried. Im worried because the son of that woman was my first crush. I've only saw him when we were younger, and i completely forgot how he looked like. I am curious but at the same time anxious because he only saw me as a sister. He never knew tho that k liked him. „Ohhh, well when you mentioned 'old friend' she just came up to my mind." She awkwardly smiled at me, „Well..., get ready tonight then, they're gonna be here at 5pm".
I nodded and headed into my brothers room. „Yo alex" he looked up to me from his phone, „hm?" i stepped closer so he could hear me. „did you know that mary's family is coming today?" he sat up and looked shocked. „Wait, isn't that the mother of len?" i nodded quietly. he furrowed his eyebrow and looked back at his phone. Well, now i've gotta think of how i should greet him. Formal? or informal? help. Hours later i was still on my phone looking for outfits through Pinterest. 'Maybe i'm overthinking this? i mean, he isn't even that special to me anymore. but i don't wanna seem rude that i didn't dress up well, Ugh'. i looked at the time on my phone, 4pm. 'wait...' „4PM? ALREADY?" i quickly went into the shower. As i was in the shower i heard someone knocking on the door.
„Sweetie be ready in 20 minutes!" „OKAY MOM!" i screamed. I got out of the shower and dried myself. i looked through my closet. I chose some low rise jeans and a white cardigan. „Mom! Can you come here for a sec?!" i yelled through my door. As i stared into the mirror, checking out my outfit i didn't realise my mother standing behind me. „That looks so good!" she excitedly smiled at me. I giggled. As i kissed her cheek i sat down in front of my mirror to do my make up. I did it light and natural. As i waited nervously, the doorbell rang.
i immediately ran down and saw my mom opening the door. i waited there until my mom and mary greeted each other. „Well isn't that our little amber!" she walked up to me smiling and then hugged me. „you've grown so much!" she looked back at me and patted my head. „Hello mary" i smiled back at her. As she walked away to my mother i saw him. Len. he looked like an angel. he looked so unreal that i thought i was dreaming. He was an literal human art. „Hey len!" i smiled at him. „Ohhhh amber, how have you been?" he smiled at me.
His smile was so beautiful, just like old times. „Well you know, school and all that, it's been stressful but yeah, i'm going good! and you?" we slowly walked up to the living room as we talked. I watched how his perfect plump lips moved as he spoke. 'is this real?'. We talked throughout the whole night. Len and my brother also talked a bit but they weren't that close so they didn't talk for long. But as for me and len, we were like best friends. it was 8pm and we sat down to eat.
As we we're eating i stared at him. Maybe for a bit too long, but you won't see that much beautiful people in your house. So i took my chance. i stared as his soft brown hair was moving when he looked somewhere. i stared at his lips as he talked and smile. i stared into his eyes whenever he looked at me- wait. 'HE LOOKS AT ME' i immediately looked away getting redness on my cheeks. 'this is embarrassing'. I was hoping he doesn't look at me anymore, but as i turned my head into his direction i saw him staring at me. I glanced at him, staring into his eyes.
he chuckled and just smile at me. „Amber," mary took my attention. „How is school going?" i looked at her, trying to find the right words come into my mind. „Good, just a bit stressful. I have a hard time on concentrating or having motivation, since i'm suffering from depression." she looked at me worryingly. „Oh" was all that came out of her mouth. I got used to tell everyone about my depression, so i guess she was shocked how normal i looked at her when i said it. I just smiled at her, „Don't worry mary, everything is going alright. I am getting better". she sighed in relief. I smiled at her again. „And how are you? how's your work doing?" As she told me i acted like i listened. But i didn't. All my mind was on him. how we stared at each other.
As time passed by, everyone was getting ready to leave, as it was getting late. „So, see you again?" said mary standing at the door. „Obviously!" said my mom, smiling at her. I hugged mary and said goodbye to her. Unexpectedly len hugged me too. i was a but shocked but i hugged him back. „Good night" i said. He just nodded and waved back at me. Me and my mom were standing by the porch as waited there until they were gone. „That was fun" said my mom getting in. i just smiled to myself. „I'm going up, if you need anything call me" i told her.
As i was in my room, all i could think of was him. how he smelled when he hugged me. it reminded me of the sea. how he stared at me. how he smiled at me. i was just so deep in my thoughts with him. 'Am i getting a crush?...'.
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the unexpected love story.
Romancethis story is about two people meeting and having a love story based on my standards and imaginations. As amber was getting deeper into the situation they had, she was getting worse.