I first met Greg 15 years ago. The memory of this young boy, only a year or two older has never left my mind.
I was wearing a purple dress reaching my knees and playing in my bedroom with my toys. In walks my mother with a boy about my age a little taller though. He was wearing all black, but his deep blue eyes cut through and helped him look less bleak.
'Honey? I would like to introduce you to Greg and his sister, Rachel' my mother said as a girl who looked to be my age as well stepped out from behind who I guess is Greg. She was very pretty.
'Hello! My name is Madeline!' I said getting up with a smile showing off my dimple.
'Hi. How old are you?' Greg asked me.
'4 years old' I said showing what I thought to be 4 fingers, which in actual fact was 5. 'How old are you?'
'I'm 4 two' Rachel spoke up.
'I'm 5' Greg said looking me in the eyes.
I tilted my head to the side and stared back at him until he broke our little staring competition.
'Want to play?' I asked.
'Sure what were you playing before?' Rachel asked.
Skip forward 15 years and we are back here. Sitting in the dark, on a bench with the man you love in your arms.
Even after what happened with Jeremy I'm happy because if it wasn't for him, I probably wouldn't have come to to terms with my love for Greg.
'You know I could never get tired of this' Greg interrupted my thoughts.
'Of what?' I asked.
'Of this' he said before kissing passionately.
When we broke apart, we leaned our foreheads together. 'I love you Gregory Thomas Fletcher'
'I love you Madeline Drew Gray' he replied.
'Oh there you- Oh em sorry for the uh interruption but your father is waiting for you' I looked up to see a surprised and uncomfortable looking Rachel.
(A/N) sorry for it being so short and for how long it took me! I won't be able to update for maybe a week give or take a few days. Sorry I have this charity thing to do and am really looking forward to it.
