Madison Allen, a young teenager finds herself attracted to a boy of their neighborhood, Aaron Barlow Harris.
She recently realizes she had developed feelings for him.
But they could never be together.
It's all new for Madison, love and the friendshi...
Going through each corner of your room, looking through all the drawers and shelves in the middle of the night just to find that one thing that remains buried in your hopeless heart just to burn it forever and never look back at it again.
Fortunately or unfortunately god knows but suddenly my eyes went to that little forgotten secret drawer where remains what I was searching for this whole time, my love journal.
Yeah, I know it does sound cringe but still, it is what has been keeping that 0.1% of hope and relaxation in me this whole time.
I got it immediately and wanted to burn it right away but somewhere in my foolish heart I wanted to relive that time once more and have the same butterflies I used to get.
The tip of my fingers automatically started to flip through the pages.
My heart broke out when I saw the first page, it was a picture of him, my first crush or you can also say the love of my life.
My friends call him Unstable or by his surname, Harris whom I once dreamed to have.
His long hair falling on his small cat eyes make me want to embrace them. His broad shoulders which I wished only I could lean on. His tall height and thin lips make me want to look at them the whole day.
There you go, flipping through the next page and it begins
12th June 2022
Day One
I don't know where to start but since there was a lot on my mind I decided to write it all down today.
I don't know since when I started feeling this way, but it's been a while since I started to look at Aaron, my childhood bestfriend whom I literally grew up with in a whole different light.
Now, when he hugs me or I look at him, I feel something different in my heart something heavy or something as light as a feather. I guess I'm just sick?
Feelings are really uncontrollable.
Thankfully, I got real nice friends, Maya, Pearl, and Kristopia.
A little brief about them,
Maya, with shiny medium hair, looks like an angel with a diamond face but my cute little idiot when she's with me. Her favorite hobby of all time is to tease me with his name.
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
Kristopia, the headache of mine whom I can never get rid of, and the savage one of all. She's got the dumplings cheeks when she smiles and puffy eyes and is just a little taller than me.
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
Pearl, the best one, with whom I share everything that's on my mind. She has shoulder-length black, silky hair, and eyes as pure and perfect. She's got brains and is the leader of the group.
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
Now, let's go back to the beginning.
I guess it was 4th standard by then. His father was my dad's co-worker until they changed their companies later on.
He and my dad were the greatest friends of all, such a tragic duo. His dad organized a small birthday party for his son and invited our family. It was then that we first ever saw each other. He was a cool extroverted guy while I the shy one with O% of boldness kinda was introverted at that period of time. But still, we became the best of friends soon after. He coming to my house or Me going to his was just a usual habit and day-to-day activity. He knew all of my secrets including my nickname at home, which was kind of a big deal back then and I too knew his.
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
Childhood was really awesome, with no hard feelings and we didn't have the pressure to give the name to any relationship with anyone unlike how it is today.
