Childhood

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Me and him have been friends since we were children.
We meet when I was eight and he was ten. He was older than me so he felt like a big brother. But sometimes he was harsh for no reason. I always felt I would cry everytime. But he stayed. I remember the first time we met. It was his eyes. That were so green that the grass couldn't compare. Then his nice little dark brown hair and his tan skin he was quite popular at school and I was quite small with my blonde hair and brown eyes nobody cared about me except for him. "You okay" he said to me after his best friend Alan punched me in the face. "Yeah" I replied.
"You don't look okay" he muttered
"Well I am thank you very much"
"Don't be mad did I touch you"
I sighed and apologized to him before I left. He blurted out "I'm Caesar"  "like the salad" "more like the emperor" I smiled and said my name. And left quickly. After that day me and him talked a little more and he helped me whenever I was down. He became my big brother and I was happy about that. But I always felt like I was more to him than a little brother or friend.
"I love you Aaron" wasn't something that was uncommon for him to say to me. But he only told me when he was upset and I was comforting him. I always felt inclined to say it back. And he would just give me a loving kiss in return not sexual just loving.
I remember when Alan and him had a big fight I felt like it was my fault because it was my fault. Caesar was angry at him for hurting me so he finally spoke up
They stopped their friendship that day. He said he felt like he was going to cry so I should leave. "No" I said quietly "what do you mean" he said angrly "come here" I muttered. He then put his hand around my waist and wishpered "I love you" in my ear. Ever since that day he would say it more often when we were alone.

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