heart. So, the decision to marry him the day after graduation, was a hard one for them to accept, but it was an easy one for me to make. I didn’t know much about him, but I was learning, and he was learning about me too. He had a past that he didn’t like to talk about, I assumed that was because he lost both his parents. I didn’t want to push the topic, because it was a sore one for him. I just assured him that we would focus only on the present, and our future together. When the time comes and he’s ready, he can tell me what I need to know. It was all happening so fast, but we were going out on dates, and I met his family a few times. To my surprise, they loved me immediately, they had no reservations about us wanting to get married. Odd . But the more people that were on our side about it, was greatly appreciated in my book. I wanted a life with JP, and he wanted one with me, so when he asked me… I said “YES!”
I was blissfully surprised and happy, he was my fairytale come true. What a great story this would be for our future children.
He was my first love, and now we were getting our happily ever after. He was a great boyfriend, and he was so good to me. He only had eyes for me in school, out of school, in front of my parents, in front of his aunt and uncle, because he was always in need of me. Me. He was in love, and I knew he was, because I was too. The way he’d touch me, it was almost as if he worshipped my body, as if he was in awe of me. My growing need to feel him deep inside me, was becoming an addiction that I had a hard time controlling. I craved him and his kisses, I craved his body sliding against mine. I craved him so much, it was as if he’d become like a drug to me. He held my hand when he’d picked me up for school, or when he’d take me on dates. He had stopped trying to fight his feelings to be near me, since the day he’d seen me cry, and I, in turn, stopped fighting mine. It was so much better to give in to the passion between us that was all-consuming. Blair had a hard time with it all, and boy, did she show it. Her daily calls and texts to me had slowly turned into weekly calls or texts. Her visits and sleepovers at my house had turned null and void. Her joy and happiness to see me at school had turned into something weird, something strained, something fake.
When she made some crappy excuse as to why she couldn’t attend my birthday dinner a few weeks ago, I knew our friendship had truly run its course. It was strange that she felt upset, I liked him first, but she didn’t seem to care about that when she went after him. But after he dumped her, things changed dramatically, and no one was ready for that, not even me. JP had made his intentions to have me very clear to Blair, after dumping her, that’s when it all started. Now, he was telling everyone I was his girlfriend, and that he loved me. For someone with a reputation like JP, to be proudly in love, was a very huge deal. I was thankful that the school year was now over, I really needed to get out of there. It was becoming claustrophobic, even for me.
Blair was the only classmate who knew we were now engaged. Because the jealousy and tension that was directed as us for simply dating, was outrageous. But now, it was time to graduate and leave it all behind me. Walking across the stage was an amazing moment for me, especially when I looked out into the crowd to see my family. It was a great day for us all, Blair, and my fiancé included, because we all graduated today. After tossing our caps in the air, the hall erupted into applause and shouts of glee, it was a nice sight to see everyone so happy. We all started to move out of the aisles, and a few minutes later, I felt two hands around my waist from behind me, making me yelp. “Shhh.” He whispered, close to my ear. I didn’t need to turn around to confirm who was touching me, because I could smell him. I was very familiar with his scent by now,
I was blissfully surprised and happy, he was my fairytale come true. What a great story this would be for our future children.
He was my first love, and now we were getting our happily ever after. He was a great boyfriend, and he was so good to me. He only had eyes for me in school, out of school, in front of my parents, in front of his aunt and uncle, because he was always in need of me. Me. He was in love, and I knew he was, because I was too. The way he’d touch me, it was almost as if he worshipped my body, as if he was in awe of me. My growing need to feel him deep inside me, was becoming an addiction that I had a hard time controlling. I craved him and his kisses, I craved his body sliding against mine. I craved him so much, it was as if he’d become like a drug to me. He held my hand when he’d picked me up for school, or when he’d take me on dates. He had stopped trying to fight his feelings to be near me, since the day he’d seen me cry, and I, in turn, stopped fighting mine. It was so much better to give in to the passion between us that was all-consuming. Blair had a hard time with it all, and boy, did she show it. Her daily calls and texts to me had slowly turned into weekly calls or texts. Her visits and sleepovers at my house had turned null and void. Her joy and happiness to see me at school had turned into something weird, something strained, something fake.
When she made some crappy excuse as to why she couldn’t attend my birthday dinner a few weeks ago, I knew our friendship had truly run its course. It was strange that she felt upset, I liked him first, but she didn’t seem to care about that when she went after him. But after he dumped her, things changed dramatically, and no one was ready for that, not even me. JP had made his intentions to have me very clear to Blair, after dumping her, that’s when it all started. Now, he was telling everyone I was his girlfriend, and that he loved me. For someone with a reputation like JP, to be proudly in love, was a very huge deal. I was thankful that the school year was now over, I really needed to get out of there. It was becoming claustrophobic, even for me.
Blair was the only classmate who knew we were now engaged. Because the jealousy and tension that was directed as us for simply dating, was outrageous. But now, it was time to graduate and leave it all behind me. Walking across the stage was an amazing moment for me, especially when I looked out into the crowd to see my family. It was a great day for us all, Blair, and my fiancé included, because we all graduated today. After tossing our caps in the air, the hall erupted into applause and shouts of glee, it was a nice sight to see everyone so happy. We all started to move out of the aisles, and a few minutes later, I felt two hands around my waist from behind me, making me yelp. “Shhh.” He whispered, close to my ear. I didn’t need to turn around to confirm who was touching me, because I could smell him. I was very familiar with his scent by now,
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