Lissa and I weren't talking, but you didn't know that. You didn't need to. It'd been how long? Three months and I was whipped. I was in love with you. You were tall, dark, and mysterious. With the black and your eyes. It was those eyes that made my stomach twirl, that made the butterflies flutter. You were my light.

But you were also my darkness.

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We were caught.

By everyone.

Do you remember?

It was a perfectly calm day. The sun was shining more than ever. It was really bright and hot. We'd gone off to a picnic, with our families. Do you remember what we were celebrating? Tasha's and Dimitri anniversary. I hadn't talked to Dimitri, ashamed of that night.

But sometimes I would catch him looking at you, with anger and disgust. He still holds a grudge against you, by the way.

We went off, when no one was watching. Hand in hand we walked in the field, in a comfortable silence. There was wind, but it was a hot wind. It rustled my sundress, my hair, and yours. We'd been walking a while, when I felt your gaze on me. I ignored at first, then I just couldn't. It was intense. I turned my head sideways, so I could see you. My hair was in the way, and I tucked it in.

I felt like I had something in my face. You made me blush. "What is it?" I had asked you.

You'd smiled at me, your beautiful smile. You stopped walking, abruptly. You stood in front of me. You held my face in your warm hands. Your blue eyes searched my brown ones, but for what? You seemed to like what you found, because you blurted the three words I'd been waiting for.

"I love you."

It made my heart pound against my chest. I'm pretty sure you saw it too. The words came out naturally, "I love you too." Slowly, and almost too slow, you leaned down, brushing my lips with yours. But then you really kissed me.

It was a kiss full of passion and... love.

"What is this?" we sprung apart, but it was too late. My parents were there, my sister, your family was there, Lissa, Adrian, and their parents were there too. We both looked at each other, then at them.

We didn't know what to say. Well I didn't, because you did. You spoke, with pride, and stubbornness. I felt like I could face the world with you by my side. You took a step forward, leaving me at the back.

"We can't hide anymore. We love each other, and we don't care what you say. We're both adults, now."

You are 3 years older than me, making you 21 at the time. My father was angry, my mother bewilder, your mother shocked, your sister seemed happy. Lissa seemed sheepish, Adrian was looking at Lissa, and Andre seemed a bit sad. We dated, I told you, remember?

But it was Dimitri's expression that baffled me the most. Did you see it? He was expressionless. And I tried to decipher what was behind that wall, and his eyes gave him away. He was angry and...upset.

I didn't want to believe it at the time.

My father's voice held pure anger. "I let you in my home, and this how you pay me Christian?" you had nothing to say to that. I took a step forward, linking our hands. I gave yours a squeeze, and you squeezed mine. I grabbed strength from that, to confront my father.

"I love him," my voice was low, but everyone heard, because they turned their heads towards me. I almost cowered. Almost.

"What was that?" my mom whispered.

"I love him," I said in a louder voice. From the corner of my mouth I saw you had a proud smile on. My lips twitched a bit, but I held it.

"Rose," my father's voice had been firm, but I was more stubborn.

"Do whatever you want to do, but I'll stay with him."

I didn't understand why they were so against us, not until a few months later.

We walked away hand in hand, away from them, and their prejudices.

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It was our 5th date. You took me to the beach again. Only this time there was another full moon, and more stars on the sky. I was wearing a white, short, dress, while you wearing khaki pants, and a white shirt. We ate dinner, my favorite. It was pizza. Nothing fancy. There was also doughnuts. Maybe that's another reason I fell in love with you. You knew my love for doughnuts.

We started walking along the beach, hand in hand. Our shoes in the other hand. It was a warm night, with no breeze.

Just us, the moon, and a night sky full of stars.

I didn't know this but, a shooting star was suppose to appear, that's why you brought me there. We stood in the sand, the waves coming in, and were falling at our feet.

"Look up at the sky," you told me to do. I didn't question you. I trusted you with my life. At that same moment a shooting star passed by.

"Make a wish," you whispered in my ear.

I saw you close your eyes and make your own wish, so I did the same.

I wished that you would love me forever.

Do you still love me?