After that night in my bedroom Austin, my new boyfriend, and I have been growing stronger as a couple: our talks are longer, we talk for hours on end, our time together more intimate, we are always holding hands, kissing or cuddling, and our feelings are deeper, well mostly mine I’m not sure about him but I think I love him. All doubts and fears that he had have been vanquished and he is no longer unsure about me and him being together in an actual relationship. I smiled to myself as I finished writing in my diary; I closed it locked it and threw it under my pillow. I got off my bed and walked toward the bathroom and proceeded to brush my teeth, take a long relaxing shower and to beautify my face. As soon as I got out I heard a knock on my window, smiled, wrapped a towel around my wet petite frame and ran out completely forgetting that I was naked under my towel. I opened up the window and there he was my prince charming, Austin.
For those of you who are actually following along in my little story can you please leave comments to what you would like to happen next, I am a bit stuck and would love to incorporate your feedback into the story.
