I had known him since junior high. He lived right next to my house, so we shared the same route to school. He even had some classes with me. A little by little I got to know him, then a little better and since high school he has been my best friend, a shoulder to cry on and the only person who made me laugh even at the darkest and saddest moment. Though lately, my feelings for him have changed… It's like seeing him through different eyes, seeing things I never noticed before. The fuzzy feeling warms my cheeks every time I see him. He makes me feel safe.
After the second high school year the summer vacation felt heavenly. The warm and sunny weather made enjoying the lazy days even better and, if you happened to have good company, you forgot that the third school year was mere weeks away. I laughed and lazed around even more that I usually did with him by my side every day. When it happened to rain we stayed inside watching silly movies and laughing even more. Though, he seemed to disappear on some evenings, like he had something better things to do. Of course I understood, he had his own life too. Still it felt kind of mysterious when he vanished like a ghost all of a sudden. Even his family didn't know where he went. But, he was a big boy, I knew he was alright.
I had recently gotten my driver's license and liked cruising around. It was kind of soothing, driving around with no rush to anywhere, just listening to music. It gave me time to think of him, of the tingling feeling in my stomach. And one day…