First Love

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Every first love should be sweet and innocent. It should be cherished. It goes by too quickly and often leaves you with a broken heart. This is the story of my first love.

Submitted: February 03, 2012

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Every first love should be sweet and innocent. It should be cherished. It goes by too quickly and often leaves you with a broken heart. You think your heart will never heal and that you’ll never love again. The love that was once sweet and innocent becomes something you look back on with regret and anger. But in reality a first love is just that… a first love. It won’t be your last and though it may leave a scar in the end it will make you stronger. So enjoy it and look back on it fondly when it ends because even if it was short lived it made you happy if only for a while.

I met my first love on a cold January day right after the school bell had rung. I remember being nervous the whole day and rehearsing in my mind exactly what I would say to him. His name was Adam and he was gorgeous: all five feet ten inches of him, from his dark brown hair that fell perfectly on his forehead, to his mood ring eyes always changing colors and all the way down to his size twelve black vans. I’d had my eyes on him since the first day of school, but he’d never noticed me before that day. My best friend set it up so we were to meet by his locker right after school.

Anxiously I walked to his locker and after studying each other for a moment we introduced ourselves and began talking. At the time I thought it was strange how two complete strangers who had nothing in common, except for a love of music, could just click, but that’s what happened with us. We weren’t able to talk long because the buses were beginning to leave and I had to stay after school for volleyball practice but every day we talked and became closer. Before I knew it Adam and I were best friends, the kind that told each other everything and talked about anything. I started to fall for the troubled boy that had come to mean so much to me in such a short time.

April twenty-fifth was the day that changed everything for us. Adam told me that he wanted to be more than friends. I got so excited I almost missed it when he said that he wasn’t quite ready to be in a relationship yet. I felt my heart break a little but I refused to let him know how his statement affected me. It didn’t work. He knew me too well. The slightest change in my eyes or body he could sense: like we had our own private language. Hugging me tightly he made me a promise, when he was ready I would be the first to know.

It turned out I didn’t have to wait long. Less than a week later it happened. I could tell by just the way he touched my arm and how his eyes pleaded with mine. He was going to ask me to be his girlfriend. My wish was coming true. He asked me to meet him by his locker, just like the first day we met. As he walked towards me a smile lit my face and I could barely keep from jumping for joy. We walked out of school together with all our friends following closely behind. When we got outside he looked at me with those beautiful blue-green eyes and gave me that sweet nervous smile I loved so much and asked for a hug. That’s when it happened. He whispered, “Will you be my girlfriend?” next to my ear. I could feel his relief when I answered yes and he hugged me tighter to him. Grabbing my hand and linking our fingers he walked me to my bus. I doubt either of us could have had bigger smiles on our faces than we did in that moment. That’s when all our friends began asking us if it was official. Hearing the answer they had all been waiting for they started clapping. Adam leaned closer to me and laughingly told me he felt like he was at a wedding reception.

The next few weeks were probably some of the happiest of my life. Every day that went by was better than the day before, and I loved nothing more than being around him. Not a day went by that he didn’t walk me to class with a relaxed arm around my waist and a kiss on my cheek. Some days he would come up behind me and wrap me in his arms just to tell me he loved me. I felt so safe and protected when ever he held me. Like no matter what happened I could count on him to be there and to make everything better.

It wasn’t long before it all came crashing down and our relationship ended. To this day I don’t know how or why it did. I was hurt and angry and soon so was he. We fought for months but saying things we’ve since regretted. Eventually we got over the anger and became friends and stayed that way even after moving on to different schools and different partners but after time people grow apart and that’s and we fell victims to that. But I will never for get him and the importance he played in my life if only for a short time.


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