I know you are much older, but I think I fell in love with you.
I remember the first night we met. I was at my brother's ribbon cutting and you showed up as his classmate.
When I saw you that night I had a very strange feeling. As if a glow passed through my eyes.
That's when I fell in love with you.
I was saying in my head: "Oh God, if he asked me to dance, I would be the happiest girl in the world. "
And he asked!
But I was so stupid and told him: "No, I'm sorry, I don't like to dance."
I'M FREAKING STUPID!!
I looked at him all evening and couldn't take my eyes off him.
Sometimes you looked at me and you looked right into my eyes and I looked into yours.
I always went outside, because the entrance outside led through the stairs and you sat on them.
When I went inside up the stairs, you always looked at me when I went up them.
When I turned around, you always smiled at me with your beautiful smile.
I liked the fact that you only smiled at me and otherwise you were gloomy all the time.
That evening, I went to tell you: "I'm sorry for rejecting you, but if you still want to dance sometime, come to me."
Then I went outside.
When I came inside I saw you sitting in my place and talking with your friends.
I sat next to you. You said you would let me sit in my seat but I said I don't mind.
After five minutes you started looking for a glass to drink from.
Only mine was there.
You asked me if you could have my glass and I said yes.
And then you said: "I'm sorry, but now I don't want to dance anymore."
And I was like, okay, it doesn't matter.
But even then he added: "But when I asked you for the first time, I really wanted to dance with you."
My butterflies started having a party in my stomach at that moment.
After that, nothing happened for a long time when suddenly:
It was already late in the evening and you went home. You were saying goodbye to people and suddenly it was my turn.
Of all the people you said goodbye to, you only hugged me. While hugging, he added: "I'm glad to have met you and I hope to see you again sometime."
And I was like: "Bye and similar!"
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RomanceI write here English stories about falling in love, problems in relationships, crushes,... I hope you like my stories. Love, Mel.
