Prologue: The Future.
Falling for the boy next door hard, ya know? The more I tried to stay away, the more my mind always drifted back to him. The more I said I hated him, the more I knew that I was falling. And for once someone was there to catch me. I think that was the scary part though because before him, I was in love with another and they showed how love could steal innocence from someone. This time I didn't have any more innocence, so what would he take from me?
I hated him with an afire passion, even now, it still burns deep within me. Even after I told him I loved him, even after he kissed me every night before we would dose off in my bed. Even after nights like tonight when he would crawl over to my bedroom from his bedroom window just to say he loved and missed me. I still hated him, and maybe that's how we worked so well.
I hated the fact that I loved him. Hated the fact that he could make me smile no matter how pissed I was. And I loathed the fact that every single girl at my god forsaken school liked his every being. Because the little twat could I always tell when I got jealous, he would chuckle and say "Everything's going to be alright. No one can take me away from you." And I believed it all.
I let myself fall helplessly in love without even knowing. The shit pissed me off, though I loved him dearly.
How did I fall for the boy next door?
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