He was always quiet. He never really talked and seemed to be moody... Well, at home at least. Outside he was the cocky, fun badass everyone knew and loved and that made me somewhat angry.
We lived together for two years. Him being a year older than I didn't change that we had to be together. He had a sister that was only 9 and mine was 13. They're both two years older now. Because of us being the two oldest we had much responsibilities and usually had to help each other out.
We became close. He and I would sometimes go out together and shop or go to see movies or hang out with the same friends (but he was still moody). We became really close and stayed like that for most of the first year... until I got a boyfriend.
It was a month before Christmas and he had asked me out. I was in 9th grade so I didn't think much of it. I just jumped right into the relationship. His name was Hans. He gave me good memories and cute gifts. He even finished my sentences.
I fell in love with...