it was a year ago, i think.
i carried the suitcase all the way inside the house. was greeted by people i just met, and settled in.
i decided to go somewhere, somewhere i know people.
and that was the one decision, that i got to see you for the first time.
you had earphones on, trying your best not to be loud as you sang along to Ed Sheeran's 'thinking out loud'
i quickly walked passed you, and the only thing that went through my head was who that guy was. there was never a sudden attraction, that they all describe in those books i've read.
then a year later, we got talking.
we became friends, i think?
i mean, we practically live on the same roof. and if we never did, i would never be friends with you, truth be told.
"i don't believe in first impressions." he said,
"why not?"
"because you can't judge a person the first time you see them, you have to know that person." he explained.
"ok."
was that all there was in our conversation? or was there more to it? oh yes, you also mentioned that you forgot how you first met me.
okay, that didn't hurt at all. that was fine.
honestly ;)
YOU ARE READING
breathless
Romanceshe wants to remind herself that she's still sixteen, still too young for anything. but she finds herself falling for a man, that she can't help but stare at. he was 21 years old.
