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Pinky Promise

"Promise me you won't forget me?" I asked the little girl who was standing before me while I held her hands in mine.

"I promise." she blushed.

"And when we're older, I'll ask my parents to engage me to you, 'kay?"

She giggled and moved around my hand in hers, having our pinkies intertwine. "Then that's a pinky promise."

I stared at her and smile. "Mm! Pinky promise!" and we squeezed each other's finger.

That was 13 years ago when I met Chris. She was so cute with black hair that reached her shoulders, big brown eyes with long lashes, and her small nose is just so cute! I know, I'm acting pretty gay and stupid but I can't help it! It was like love at first sight, although we were just 5 years old. I met her in preschool and after that year, she had to move. Her mother gave a me a picture of her to remember and up to this day, I've kept it so I could stare at her and remind myself that she's growing up into a beautiful girl.

"MAX!! Get ready! They're here!!"

I stashed away the picture under my pillow and stood before my mirror, straightening my clothes. I can't risk losing her if she thinks I'm a slob. Quickly, I rushed down the stairs, pushing my older sister aside, ignoring her bitchy complaints and got to the door before mom.

"I got it." I said, out of breath.

Mom chuckled and crossed her arms. "Of course you got it." and she smirked.

Right after Chris had moved, I begged my mom to engage me to her since mom and Chris' mom were best friends.

I settled my beating heart and let out a nervous sigh before opening the door.

"Maxie!!!" a squeal came crashing through, arms squeezing me in a tight hug.

:Shocking me so suddenly, we both landed on my butt as my arms somehow found their way around the girl's waist.

"C-chris?" I asked.

"Oh honeyboo, I missed you so much!! Did you miss me? I hope you did!!"

"Y-yeah. I did." I answered with a nervous smile. Then a shadow loomed over us and there stood...OH MY GOD. He had cropped black hair, brown eyes, and all of him was just so....what the fuck am I saying!? I'm not...not gay! Oh My God. I almost called that guy gorgeous! Ew!

"Honeyboo, what's wrong?" Chris pulled my face back to her, her smiling brilliantly big.

"Nothing." I answered. Chris was beautiful. She has long brown hair, hazel eyes, and small specks of freckles over her nose.

"Christy! Christian! I'm glad you two made it safely here. Dinner's about ready, so have Max take your stuff up to his room." mom told them.

"Okay!" Christy exclaimed before spotting my sister, Missy, by the stairs. "Missy? Oh my god! It is you!!"

Missy turned around and her eyes popped wide open before dashing up the stairs. Christy went after her, carrying her luggage, which must have been light.

"Um..." I continued to stared at the handsome guy that just stood by the door. "Hey. You're Christian right?"

"Yeah." he replied, looking away. Oh crap, he must be angry.

"Um...Well be sharing a room so let me show you." he didn't answer, just followed.

When we got to my room, I shoved my baseball stuff under my bed.

"We'll also be sharing my bed since it's queen size."

"Mm." he simply replied, which was irritating. Is he trying to make small talk? Avoid me? So far I've felt this cool aura from him ever since he came in, but now I have a feeling he's really conceited.

"Ok, then let's wash up and get going before my mom comes raging up here." I turned back toward the door when Christian pulled me by my arm and turned me back to face him, making me hit the wall.

"What the-" before I could say any bullshit to him, he leaned forward and kissed me. KISSED ME!! Um...it wasn't that bad, but I've never kissed a guy before and it didn't feel wrong....I think. I pushed him away and gave him a disgusted look.

"What the hell, man! Are you-" he mumbled something that I couldn't quite catch. "What?"

Christian looked at me, his eyes filled with hurt. Oh shit. "I missed you, Max."

WHAT??

 (crap!!!!!!!!!! lost it bc turned off internet connection!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! had to rewrite this for the second time TT^TT)

"MOM!!!!!" I screamed out as I mae my way down the stairs.

"In the kitchen, honey!"

"MOM!!!!!!"

"In the kit-"

"You never freaking told me I was...was..."

"Was what, honey?"

"Engaged to Christian!!!!" I exclaimed.

Mom cocked her eyebrows at me and then behind me. A prescence loomed from behind and I jumped, turning 180 degrees, meeting those creamy brown eyes. I felt my legs become jelly, but I held my ground as anger raged in me.

"Don't do that!" I shouted at him, seeing the hurt in his eyes. I shrank back, feeling guilty of always pushing him away.

"Honey, you said you wanted to get engaged to Chris and now you are! Why the hell are you complaining?" mom placed her hands on her hips.

"That's because airhead here didn't know that Chris' mom used to dress him up like a little girl." Missy said, coming into the kitchen with her arms crossed.

"WHAT!?"

"Oh god." mom groaned.

I looked between my mom, sister, then at Christian to see if they were lying, but unfortunately, they weren't. Christian avoided my look and dropped his gaze to the ground instead. I stood there in disbelief, feeling hurt.

"And you guys let me believe that I was waiting for a girl?" tears welled in my eyes and I made my way up the stairs, shouting, "Fuck this!!!"

I was sobbing on my pillow, probably soaking the poor thing, but I didn't give a crap as I sobbed away my feelings. My feelings for the girl I always dreamed left me empty as the image was replaced with what is now a guy. Christian, to be more precise. Of all things, I had to engage myself to a guy!

"Max?" a knock came at my door.

"Go away!" I muffled through my pillow.

"Can we talk?" I knew it was Christian by the way he talked, how he had that cool and calming aura around him, and how composed he was about everything.

"Max?" The door creaked opened and I felt the bed drop to one side. Great, now he's sitting on my bed, but what was weird that I didn't want to hurt the guy anymore. I've already hurt him enough, more than what I'm stupidly crying over for.

"Yea..." I sniffed.

"Look, if you're upset, I'm sorry." Okay... "And um...I...I know that you don't like me saying this but I really do miss you and I um..."

I turned around in my bed to look at him weird, but he beated me to it as he was leaning over me, smirking.

"W-what do y-you think you're d-doing?" I asked, feeling those brown eyes bore into my cat-like green eyes.

"Kissing my fiance." he said in a cocky way.

"Huh?" and then he landed his lips on mine. I struggled to free myself from him, but he was tougher and stronger, and best of all, his lips were perfect. What? Oh shit, I'm falling. Falling into deep hell....or should I say love?

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Want part 2? hehehe I couldn't help but leave it like this. I'M NOT SORRY!!!!!!!!!! ;P