Prologue.

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August 7th, 2010.

"We were swimming in the pool after our ball game, and all our friends were playing water fight. I was about to join them but he took my arm, I looked up at him.

"You like me. Yes or no?" He asked.

"I don't know" I replied.

"For me. It's yes" he casually stated.

I was so overwhelmed about what he just said, that I started swimming away. I wanted to dance or scream... Or both. But before I had time to go anywhere far.

"Please, I'm going back home to England, today. Just answer me, yes or no?"

I looked around to see if anyone was listening to our conversation, got quickly out of the pool, then turned around, looked at him. And finally admitted it out loud.

"Yeah. I do" I said.

Then I ran away, in the distance I heard him shout: "Just friends!"

It didn't occur to me then that he was leaving the hotel.
It didn't occur to me that I would never see him again.
It didn't occur to me that we didn't try to stay in touch.

All that occurred to me was that my crush liked me back. And I was the happiest person on the world.

The tears came after that though.... After it was all over.

I couldn't sleep that night, nor for the few following nights, I missed him, it felt weird.

I told my older sister about it, about what happened between us, and the pain I was feeling, all she said was: "Manchester boy left you with quiet an unforgettable memory, huh?""

August 21st, 2016.

I was twelve... it still feels like it happened yesterday... 'Unforgettable'... She was so right.

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