Thulia : A love story (part one)

The boy next door

As I step out the front door, I saw him. A tall boy with curly brown hair was looking at me with a smirk. Beside his silver haired father in a forest green mini van, they were passing once again in front my house. I never understood their need to do the detour. He had sharp features and a muscled body. He was hot but that was my little secret. I nicknamed him "the boy next door" since I never knew his name. I often pass the young man when I take walks with my pup. I would wipe the sweat slowly dripping from my forehead and my heart would race in the speed of light. His soft curls slowly bounced at every step he took, he was so beautiful. My voice awkwardly cracked as I said "hi" what an embarrassment. He bit his lip without an answer. Did he dislike me? I kept walking wiping a tear. Before going to bed I went to the bathroom. I made sure to lock the door before bursting into tears. I didn't know him but I knew I loved him. Suddenly a strong light coming from the neighbours house blinded me. At first I thought it was maybe a alien ship with Martians from another planet. I ran up to the window and saw a boy holding up a camera in the bushes.
It was him. And I was sure of it