I always loved the rain.
When I was younger, I would always go out and play in the rain. I'd run around and jump in puddles, enjoying the feel of the falling raindrops and the clean scent the rain would leave behind.
I remember a time when I hated rain. My father is the reason I no longer do.
He took me outside one rainy day and happily jumped around in our big yard with me. We had matching raincoats and boots.
I sniffled quietly but continued to look out of the window in my room. I hoped that Nick - who was laying on my bed - hadn't heard me but he did.
"Are you okay?" he asked, concern clear in his voice. I turned my head and nodded with a sad smile. Upon seeing my expression, he got up from the bed and approached me, sitting next to me on the windowsill.
"Penny for your thoughts?"
I looked at Nick, his eyes were filled with concern, care and something I didn't quite understand.
"I was just thinking about my dad. Him and I were close before he..you know?" I told him in a soft voice.
"Would you like to tell me more about your dad?" Nick asked with a small smile on his kissable lips.
I told him.
I told him about all the happy memories of just the two of us. Some happy memories where the whole family was together and even some sad memories like when my parents got divorced and I found my dad packing his things. Poor man was crying his eyes out and all I could do to help him was hug him.
He truly was a great man.
After telling Nick about all these memories, I looked into his eyes to see the tears welled up in them. He smiled a small smile and pulled me into a warm embrace.
I let my own arms snake around Nick's waist and snuggled closer. "He sounds like a freaking superdad," he said. "He was," I agreed.
I felt a pair of warm lips kiss my forehead.
I had to bury my face in Nick's chest to hide my now fiery red face. He had just kissed my forehead.
I know it didn't seem like much, but it still made my heart beat at the speed of light because, as you know,
I love Nick.
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I know I literally just told you I would update next week but it's raining right now so I just had to.
I think I cried a bit writing about Dev's dad.
anyway, WHAT KIND OF WEATHER IS IT RIGHT NOW FOR YOU?
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