what now

beginings

We met when I was only 12, I was the new girl getting attention and he was loved by all girls. At first it took me time to realize how his age made a difference but I was his number one priority.He took care of me and I grew to love him dearly, the more time passed it only made me realize how lucky I was to have him from the outer perspective.  On my 13 birthday he met my parents and they loved him, then I met his after a few months and they treated me as their own daughter. Both our parents trusted us and all my friends told me how jealous they were but happy for me. It was hard for me to excpet that I loved him after seeing my mum fall for my dad after they broke up I had promised myself I wouldnt let anyone break my heart and deep inside and knew this would hurt me on the long run but I ignored the truth. 

We hanged out every weekend and as summer arrived it turned to everyday.  At the beach club everyone knew us and knew we were together every child old person and waitress at the restaurant. Even though we had different friends we grew to love each others friends and even before he knew me all his friends liked me so it was fun for me and they all treated me like a princess. If we werent at the club we would be at each others houses. It was weird for other people to understand a  13 year old having her boyfriend at sunday lunch but for me it was just us. One day after being together for 10 months, whilst we watched tv we looked to each others eyes and he kissed me pasionately slowly putting his hands down my pants and later fingering me. After that it only made me confused beacause Ididn't regret it which made me believe I really loved him and that point I knew we had something real