It was a bright Sunday morning and I was looking through my phone to see the text messages that were sent to me from the night before. Glancing down at the glowing screen full of endless messages of guys from multiple dating apps, I open one notification in particular.
It was from a guy named David.
He had short brown hair and blues eyes that makes you want to lose yourself.
The message said, "hey, I think you're pretty cute. We should meet up some time to get to know eachother. 😘"
"Me thinking to myself; this could be heaven or this could be hell." So I ended up sending him a response saying, "aww, thanks. We should get together for a date or something if you don't mind..."
He later texted me in agreement.
After a long wait of two hours of non-stop thinking; Will he like me? What should I wear? I don't know if I should go through with this.
Then I get a text from David. "Are you ready yet? I'll be in front of your house in twelve minutes."
Just from that one text, I became flourished. Too late to turn back, no where to run, I sat and waited for his car.
YOU ARE READING
My first boyfriend
RomanceA 18 year old, out and proud, looking for the right guy. Walking down twisting roads, this boy searches endlessly for the right one of his dreams.
