After My First Love Novels & Stories

Title: Last Year, First Love CHAPTER 1 Annie’s POV If I’m being honest, high school has never been my idea of a fairytale. I’m not the girl chasing popularity or caring what anyone whispers behind my back. I’ve mastered the art of staying in my lane, avoiding drama, and focusing on one simple goal: survive senior year, graduate, and get the heck out.

That was way too weird. I had to make Miles go back and come see me in human form. There was no way I was going to give in first, so I decided to provoke him. I poked the black snake awake and started sweet-talking. "Hey, Blackie, I think I've been feeling kind of lonely lately." The black snake looked confused. "I think I wanna fall in love again," I went on. "The soft, romantic kind. Holding hands in the rain, kissing under the stars, then getting married and having a little girl I can dress up…"

“Back in like, fourth grade? Yes, I remember. Why?” “And you got up there and sang it. You’d made up your own little song about it. Remember?” Maddie blushed. “I remember. Why are we talking about this?” “Well,” Mason said as he took her in his arms, “we’re talking about this because I’ve loved you since that very moment.” Her eyes went wide. “You have?” “I have. I just never had the courage to act on it, until now.” She tilted her head and looked up at him.

After his initial shock faded, he let out a dry laugh, as if this situation were some kind of misplaced joke. “Casandra, just listen first,” he said while straightening his wrinkled shirt. “Vivian is my first love—you know that. But you… you’re my wife who stood by me through hardships. I just want to have some fun with Vivian. Once I’m satisfied, I’ll come back to you!” I was stunned, speechless at the twisted logic coming from the man I had respected all this time. “What do you mean, Bastian?” Bastian looked at me as if asking for understanding—a manipulative gaze I had never noticed before. He glanced at Vivian briefly, then looked back at me.

Just as I had imagined, Laurent's lips were perfect for kissing. That was my first kiss—a clumsy, desperate ambush in a pitch-black room. Somehow, I managed to pin him down, overriding all his attempts to resist. I had no idea where I found that kind of strength, especially since Laurent was always the stronger one after we got married. I breached his defenses, fumbling and inexperienced, pressing closer until I had to cling to his shoulders just to stay upright. By the time I finally pushed him away, I was exhausted and burning up.

All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow One step closer I have died everyday waiting for you Darling don't be afraid I have loved you For a thousand years." After the first song she broke into her second song titled you're still the one. "When I first saw you, I saw love And the first time you touched me, I felt love And after all this time You're still the one I love, mmm, yeah-yeah Looks like we made it."

Xue Mei seemed sad in her voice. Rub her back, Risa said. You know, sometimes it's difficult to forget the first love of your life. First love gives you a first experience and memory which you can’t forget. Despite that, with time, you can eventually move on. Look on the silver lining. Don’t think too much. If you think this is what you would like to do, follow your heart. But...” She stops for a bit with a look at the paddy field in front of them.

Angel hugged me tightly. "Then I decided that I will never love anyone in my life. I hate the word love because it makes a person weak. In fact I never had any affairs in my life and you know, you are my first love. You are the first girl in my life" I said and she smiled.

In fact, I felt warm in Alliando's arms. "Please, hold on!" He continued to say those lines in a hoarse voice, as if it was the only hope he had in the world. With my remaining strength, I raised my hand and touched his cheek. "Hey, All. You've asked about our relationship, right? I don't know if you remember it or not. But, we are not just ordinary friends. Our relationship is very unique because I am your first love, and you are also my first love.” I was really surprised that I could utter such a long sentence in such a bad condition.

It's only natural that we do so. It's not the first person you say yes to, not even first person to have your virginity, its far more rooted than all of this and sometimes it's the perfect definition of right person, wrong time. Your first love is powerful, innocent but just as much as intense and passionate. It's the most precious of any love and the hardest to forget. That even after many years, those emotions that failed to become strange to you would come flooding back again once you're faced with it again—with him. A lifetime later even, you would stand there in bewitchment and try to convince yourself that nothing has changed.