Forever Love

My first love

Olivia's Pov:
Okay, so let me get this straight. Kevin Madris is actually the one I met 9 years ago during the accident of my dad. We went to the hospital together but how the fuck did I not recognise him now!!?? I guess it is because I was only 6 and that's why I couldn't recognise him. BUT DOES HE STILL REMEMBER ME? DOES HE?
The only question in my mind the whole day was, does he still remember me? I really wanted to find out if it was him that day or somebody else. I'm pretty sure it was his name I heard when the nurse called him. When my dad got into an accident, his car crashed with another car. And Kevin was injured, too. WHAT THE HECK. IT MAKES SENSE!!!! But no, wait - He was just a kid back then like me, so who was in the car with him that was admitted?
Oh gosh.... I better go to him and clear everything.
I searched for his house, and I finally found it. There's no way he lives in my neighbourhood!!! I knocked on his door, but he didn't open it. I guess I have to shout now.
"KEVIN MADRIS. COME OUT!!!" I shouted.
After 50 times shouting, he finally opened the door.
"What? You only told me to never ever come in front of u , so why did u come here?" He said in a sleepy voice. He was actually sleeping, lmao.
"I need to ask you something. Let me come in." I didn't even ask for his permission. I directly went in.
"Hey, how could you enter my house without asking me?" He said, still in a sleepy voice.
"I can." I sat on his couch.
"So what do you wanna ask?" He asked me.
I was quite nervous, but I had to confirm.
"9 years ago,an accident happened,I met a guy,his name was the same as yours. Was it you?" I asked hesitantly.
Kevin's Pov:
How am I supposed to answer this?
YES, IT WAS ME KEVIN MADRIS THE ONE WHOM YOU MET AND WHO HELPED YOU. How can I tell her this?
Now y'all might be thinking how I know it's her?
So her dad and my parents got into a car accident. I was in the car with my parents, and her dad was alone driving the car. Our cars crashed, and unfortunately, I was saved, but her dad and my parents died. She came running to the hospital where I saw her. The moment I saw her, I didn't know how,why but I fell in love with that little girl. I didn't know her name or something, but I felt so hard that today those feelings are alive somewhere deep inside my heart. I got to know her name because it was written on her dress. I even helped her and calmed her down cause she was crying so much. I, too, lost my parents, but I had to first see her. She was just a kid. She doesn't know yet, and I will never tell her it was me. Because if I do, I'm damn sure she will thank me,we will meet every day, and eventually, I will fall in love again with her. Which I don't want to. It will ruin her life, too. Because what am I even? I'm not capable of anything. She's still as cute and as pretty like the first time I saw her. You know, when we met again outside my school, I knew instantly that it was her. She didn't change a bit. Short as before, too, haha.
"What are you talking about, shortie? I don't even know all this." I said,almost feeling like to cry.
"You sure?" She asked one more time.
"Yes!!!" I said. "Now get lost."
"Tu jaa re aaya bada get lost." Wait, what did she say? It wasn't English. I'm damn sure.
Is she indian? Nah, nah, that's not possible.
"Are you indian?" I shouted.
"What does it have to do with you?" She went away.
This girl.
In the future,if by chance we ever meet and I'm capable of having her, I will destroy the fucking world if I have to,just to make her mine.
She will be mine and mine only.