I was now at that moment fourteen. Three years have passed since I started talking to Riche and we never stopped. After him and Lisa broke up, he started showing signs that he liked me. At that moment I would have the love for One Direction and he loved Vampire Diaries.
He made me watch the series and I made him listen to the songs.
Eventually we made promises that if one of us gets turned into a vampire, we would turn the other one as well.
And then we started talking about having a vampire baby....
No one knew how fast that escalated or from what point it could have turned in that direction.
But there we were, with a loving bloodthirsty baby who would listen to One Direction as her lullabies. The gender was not aruged with.
I didn't know when we would go out or see each other, because he didn't have the time and so didn't I, but then my life just turned into 180 degrees.
I was moving across the world to Russia.
I didn't know what that meant for us. We still talked, but he finished school and took a gap year, so he was somewhere travelling all over the world, while I was getting ready to leave and probably never come back.
When he found out he was shocked, and if you think that we never lost contact from time to time, then that's not true, because there were times, but they didn't last long.
I knew I could message his best friend Cody and that was what I did when Riche left to travel and I couldn't get hold of him.
The boy would instantly remember me and would start getting in touch with Riche to help me get his number.
I've always like that guy, really cool.
And like Riche and I would start talking again.
We still promised each other that we would keep in touch and that is what we did.
We never even thought about doing otherwise, because he was part of me and I was part of him. He was the only person that I kept in touch with for such a long time, apart from my childhood friends and my family members.
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