When I was a little girl, with black and curly hair and a smile in my cute face from ear to ear I had a friend. He was the son of one of my mom’s best friends and he lived next door of my grandmother’s house. He was extremely cute with the shinier hair I have ever seen, red lips and his face was as perfect as Justin Bieber when he was a kid so you can have an idea of how stunning he was. He wore glasses, which matched perfectly with his light brown eyes. Although short for his age, he was two years older than me. He liked to play PlayStation, loved Spiderman and enjoyed drawing in which …show more content…
The first thing he did was check my phone; it felt weird to have him doing this type of things. I looked at him and used to tell myself how everything had changed since we were little kids. He looked handsome; his perfect hair got even more perfect and had grown a little since I last saw him. He was now the same height as I was; only he also had nice muscles that felt really good. He was still dumb and I laughed at all none sense he talked about. I know, I know you want to know the romantic part! Night came, and when everybody was sleeping the good boy had the smart idea to go to my bedroom to spend some time with me. We kissed the whole night, like those fairy tale kisses that you only see in romantic movies. The part of the night that fallowed its better if I live it up to your imagination. We talked a whole lot and I decided that I would stay between us and that would be it, I did not wanted any bad memories out of such a beautiful feeling, because reality is nighty nine percent of time love stories end