The Boy

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Slick black hair, the latest clothes and eyes to die for; he was definitely my type. I'd never EVER felt this way about someone before. My first real crush...

My heart skipped a beat every time we were in the same room... But the fact he was 2 years older than me, AND had a girlfriend must of been a sign of trouble. The little naïve me didn't realise.

"Hey" My phone vibrated as I received the blunt forward message, but I didn't reply. I knew this was wrong and that nothing could ever happen.

"Do you wanna meet up later?? 😉" at this point confusion controlled me, why was he messaging me?? But I went along with it...

2 weeks passed and we had already started to date, he was my ideal. Caring, loving and funny; everything a girl ever wanted...

He was my sun, brightening up my day everywhere I went, as long as he was by my side... He would be forever.

Although I was still 14, I had my first marriage proposal "Will you marry me?" Sent by Facebook messenger overwhelmed me. 1 month of dating had certainly taken its toll, but our relationship was close. Without much hesitation I finally accepted. I loved him.

However, Mel's family weren't too keen. To be engaged at the age of 14 was classed as stupid, and it probably was, but I knew they would never understand. I wanted someone to love me, I needed that security that I would be with him forever. My life until then had been a mix of highs and lows, but he cheered me up so much, and I thanked him for that.

That was when everything went wrong...

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