The Boy Down The Street ✓
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    The Boy Down The Street ✓

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    There's this house. It's right down the street from mine. There's also this boy. He lives in the house down the street. ••• If you are reading this story on any other platform than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk from a malware attack. If...

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    "Nick?"
    
                          
    "Nick!"
    
                          
    I shook my head to try to get my mind to focus on listening to my father. I had been thinking about Dev non stop for the past few days. I'd been thinking about how I felt about him and whether it really was more than platonic or not.
    
                          
    "Yeah?" I asked, still not completely listening to what the man had to say. In all honesty, I didn't want to like Dev like that. If I ended up falling in love with him and he didn't feel the same way, I would probably be heartbroken. I also didn't want to ruin my friendship with Dev, especially since I knew he didn't have many friends.
    
                          
    My father sighed and adjusted his rectangular shaped glasses on the bridge of his nose, "what's on your mind, sonny? You seem distracted." Dad really seemed curious as to what was going on in my brain at that moment and I knew I could talk to him about it. 
    
                          
    "I don't know.. I think I might like this one boy," I muttered quietly. I wasn't sure if my father had heard it at first but when he let out a small chuckle, I knew he had. "What's he like then, son? Tell me about him," he said. 
    
                          
    And you bet I did.
    
                          
    I told my dad about how sweet and strong Dev was, how beautiful I thought he was in every possible way. I told him about the ways that Dev could make me smile and how much I loved his hugs. Oh, there was nothing I loved more than his hugs.
    
                          
    Or maybe I loved his smile the most.
    
                          
    "Sonny, you don't like him." My dad said when I finally stopped talking. I looked at him, not quite sure what he meant.
    
                          
    "You're absolutely whipped. Y'know, I used to talk to my papa about your mum the way you talk about this Dev boy. I can see the sparkle in your eyes when you talk about him. Heck, it's there when you think about him." Dad smiled brightly.
    
                          
    I opened my mouth to deny it, but dad stopped me, "you don't have to admit it to yourself yet. But just know that when you two get together, I want to meet him."
    
                          
    I left the table with a smile on my face.
    
                          
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