Teen Love Stories
Thirteen Days Part 1
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I'm a 18 year old gal and the story which I m going to write
is a true love story. I had lost all hopes in my life when
my exam results came in bad. My father always scold my mum
and did not love us. I was always living in tension and
I had nobody by my side for support. It was the 12th of
august, when I first saw a guy who cared a lot for me.
I had started going to the gym to divert my mind from the
chaos of my life. At the gym, I would try to talk and smile
with others but not tried talking to him. However, he would
notice me whenever he sees me coming or leaving the place.
Once, i was thirsty and the aquaguard was damaged. I asked
the gym instructor on where to get water and he told me
to get it from downstairs. I went there and to my surprise,
he was standing there with a glass of water. He gave it
to me and asked if I needed more. I just nodded my head.
He ran off to get another for me. On that day I drank 7
glasses of water in all. He kept staring me while I was
drinking. I asked him for his name and he said Raj. I left
after the chat.
The following day, he tried to talk to me but I didn't.
On christmas eve, a party was organised in the gym so we
all sang and danced but he didn't. I went to him and asked
him to dance but he refused. I was taken back. I consoled
myself that he wasn't interested. During dinner time, someone
poured juice on me on accident and hence, I went to the
washroom. On the way there, he stopped me and told that
he wanted to talk. I stood and looked in his eyes. He asked
for us to be together? I was motionless. I wanted to say
yes but didn't. I left him and rushed home. Next day, when
I went to gym he was exercising. He looked very smart and
I cannot help but kept stealing looks at him. He came and
asked if we can be friends. I said yes. He was so happy
that he shouted and I felt equally happy.
That day passed by and we start to know each other better.
He was always there with his broad shoulders when I needed
him. He was 22 years old, almost 4 years my senior and much
more mature. He wanted to go beyond friendship and we like
each other a lot. He tried to mend my broken family.
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