The first day we met was the most wonderful thing that happened in my life or should I say I thought….
Bryan was my first boyfriend and my first love of course—were boyfriend's since high-school and were still together since we graduated college. We take the same courses we did our homework together–we love each other very much.
Bryan was a very soft boy, handsome of course, has a black hair and black eyes, he loves music—I love music too, he's top on our class, and a very humble bestfriend we know each other since pre school we aged together—our friendship starts when we get partners on our school project on fourth level—I did always come to their house and he did the same to me until we became friends to best friends.
"Ehan,Ethan" he said repeatedly while calling me to come with him to the church to set our wedding—we were really going to be husbands. I'm so excited on the day we will be one.
Our wedding budget is settled and the organizers are done–the set of our wedding was at the beach that we used to go all the time to eat,picnic,and talk to each other and in this beach he told me that he liked me—this beach was everything for us.
"everything we have planned is going to come true"
Tomorrow will be the best day of our lives.
I thought....
The night of that day I was so nervous about our wedding–I was happy but nervous.
"Are you okay?" he asked and he put his hand on my shoulder.
His touch made me turn on his whisper saying Are you okay? make me want to grab him and kiss him wildly– I can't control myself and I kiss him hardly I liked the way he said thing to me his touch his tongue his lips his body is perfect–while we continuing kissing we get to the bed–while he's removing his clothes I see and feel his perfect body touching my body, I touched him while he was kissing me from lips to neck while removing my clothes.
After he removed my clothes he continues kissing me from my neck to my body and touched me–we did it a lot of times before but this times feels different–is it because we were getting married I can't explain the feeling it is different than before–after of kissing my body he get up to my face and kiss my lips so hard but at the same time soft, I kissed him back while he was licking my lips, I licked his neck coming to his lips.
I can't explain the feeling that I have right now my mind is full.
"Are you okay?"
He asked it again
"My head is full"
"don't worry, our wedding will just go fine"
"I don't know what is on my head i just can't think"
"it's okay let's just sleep now"
"I regretted that night"
I didn't know that was the last time that we would be able to do it….