"Louis, please just promise me you wont forget me. Okay?" He smiled at the ground then looking up at me. "Raychell, how could I ever forget you. I mean how could I forget this?" He says the leaning in pressing his lips to mine. Our lips mold together perfectly. He pulls away with a smirk on his face. My face is burning when he walks away with his bags in hand. Now its almost been 4 years with no calls, texts, emails, letters nothing. He was my first kiss, and now I hate him and wish I never met him when I was born...Todos os Direitos Reservados