Prologue

2 years ago.

"Ma'am, I really need to go up there," I say.

"My friend lives here." The woman looks angry at me. "Now you have to listen. You can't just walk to the elevator," she says.

"Why on earth not?" I answer. This is ridiculous! I can't even go to Stan! And he said I just had to walk to the elevator.

I take my phone and call Stan.

"Hello?" asks a boy. "Stan! You're really stupid, you know? They don't want to let me through!" I hear someone laughing at the background.

"Oh, you're father is listening too? Fine! Thanks for helping me Stan!"

"Okey, okey, I will come," I hear the laughter in his voice.

"He's coming," I say to the woman. After a few minutes I see Stan.

"Finally! I thought you just let me wait here," I say.

"You thought I was that bad? I would never do that, sweetheart!" I role with my eyes.

"Do we have to talk about this again?" I ask with my serious face.

"I don't want to be called sweetheart, okey?" He laughs. I slap him right in the face.

"Why did you do that?" He asks with puppy-eyes. He looks like he is going to cry.

"Haha, very funny," I say. And we walk towards the elevator.

A few months later

We're close. Damn. We're really close. I look into his eyes. We stare at each other.

Today we went to the cinema. It was a very stupid movie, but we laughed all the time.

After the movie we went to the beach. The beach we're now. It was very quiet. It is very quiet.

We were fighting a bit. And than he started to tickle me. Of cours. I fall and I drew him with me and now he's laying on top of me.

I just want to open my mouth to say something if he moves a bit forward.

And we kiss. We finally kiss. I was in love with him after the first day I met him. We kiss a long time. I don't know why, but I like it.

And than my phone rings. Thanks Taylor, I think. She and Stan are the only ones who have my number.

Stan gets up. I stare at him, while I get my phone out of my jacket.

"Emily, we have to go!" I hear Taylor shout. "Now! Don't go home. Wait at the place we have agreed. Go now. There's no time left!"

Stan looks worried. He didn't hear what Taylor said, but he saw my face.

"I-I have to go," I stutter. "It can take some time, but we will see each other again," and than, I kiss him, again.

"I-I wanted to say it a long time ago, but I do it now; I love you," I say and I run away.

Leaving Stan in perplexity.

My first chapter.. Do you like it?

I had a story-line in my head, but I'm not that good at writing (in English, I'm not a native speaker)..

I will make next chapter longer, but this was the prologue..