Mine and Chris' friendship got a lot closer. In fact, also complicated. We started to hangout a lot. He started walking me home. Then, I knew he liked me, and I felt the same way. We started talking, and by that I mean as close to being a couple. We started to sneak around from my parents, kiss, makeout, etc. You already know. Everything was going just perfect. He made me feel loved, cared for, and he would always be there for me. Or... so I thought.
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The Boy I thought I knew
القصة القصيرة(Non-Fiction) This short story is about a boy I used to like. We were the best of friends, until things took a turn...
