Because some days later I (in some ways) asked him to be my boyfriend and he said yes.
It was a Friday, a day that I do not hate compares to Mondays, Wednesdays or Thursdays.
And the next day, Saturday we hanged out together in the city with friends and he kissed me twice.
It was fast but it felt right.
I loved it,
it wasn't my first kiss,
not my first boyfriend, but I loved it.
YOU ARE READING
Heroine, love you not.
Short Story"And in a very short lapse of time we were getting way too close, way too fast. Everybody in h.school were telling us we'll end up together. Heroine and I were laughing about it... But it happened." It's a short story, short chapters all completed...
