It Started With A Text Message

Two

TWO

Memoirs

            I closed the door as soon as Harry left. Basically, One Direction is having their concert here tomorrow and all of their fans are excited like a wriggler. The living room smells like him, mint and manly. I sit down on the couch and waited for mom. Mom works as an office secretary and dad works overseas before we move here from England. I met Harry there. I can’t find any damn reason why he and I became best friends and as close as this. We’ve been best friends for almost 10 years and I still find myself laughing at our epic story the day we met.

 

[Flashback]

 

            “Bye Steffi!” my friends wave at me as they assist Charm because she gets some ouchy on her left knee.

            “Bye!!!!” and I wave my hands in the air.

            Mommy said she will fetch me here at 5 but its only 4:30 when I look at my watch and I have to wait for many more minutes, I pout.

            “You look like an eewie when you pout you know?” a curly boy with brown hair and green eyes walks arrogantly in front of me. I just glare at him and I spoke.

            “Mommy said that I shouldn’t talk to strangers.” And I turn around and crossed my arms to ignore him.

            “You’re mummy is not around, so…” he trailed off and he walks nearer and nearer and when I look back at him he is inches from my face.

            “I can kiss you.” His going to kiss me and I panicked. I kicked him down there and he’s lying on the ground crying. I run like a bad man from the movie I watched and I saw mommy walking towards me while talking to a friend.

            “MOMMYYYYYY…” I approached her while the tears are now escaping my eyes.

            “What happened baby?” mommy asked.

            “T-that…” I stuttered and my eyes grew wider when I saw that kid clinging to the friend of my mom crying.

            “Mummy…” he cried while cupping his balls.

To my surprise both of our mommies are laughing and I have no hint or a single idea why they are laughing like that. I pout.

            “Why are you laughing?” I asked my mommy and she just laugh at me.

            “That bad kid tried to kiss me.” I blurted out. And mommy just laughs.

            “And that bad girl kicks me here.” He said while pointing at his aching part.

            “Oh!” our mommies exclaimed and then laugh. Are they crazy?

“I’m really sorry Caroline for what my son did to your daughter.” She told my mommy.

“That’s fine. I am the one who is really sorry for what my daughter just did. She got no manners!” she said while laughing “I’m sorry Anne.” Mommy leans in to me and she said.

“Honey, I think you should say sorry to him, you give him an ouchy.” My mommy pouts.

“B-but mommy he tried to kiss me.” I sobbed.

“Still you shall say sorry to him.”

“But mommy…”

“No buts sweetheart, that’s bad you know, what does mommy says when you hit someone?”