Novel & Cerita Little Thing Called First Love

For the past year, I have really tried to build a life for myself and I was almost falling for Emon but Ed had to just come to my life and destroy all the walls I had tried to build around my heart. Ed… my first love. The man who made me smile. The man who made me have my first wet dream. The man who my body craved day and night. The man who I was determined to win, age gap be damned. The man who made the sun shine in my life even when I was gloomy. Ed, the man I wanted to be better for. Ed. The man who hurt me. The man who gave me my first heartbreak. How can he expect me to just leave Emon and go back to him as if nothing happened.

Leaving Reo who is dead with lice with a million pieces of destruction in his feelings. Reo looked sadly leaving Jack. He said falling in love is never wrong. However, why is the feeling that Reo is experiencing is considered wrong, and disgusting? Worse yet, the one who said that openly was Jack, the idol of the heart for the past two years. "Jack, I'm always trying to get to you. It doesn't matter how you look at me, because I really love you." *** Jack couldn't understand Reo's attitude lately. Reo was like a man Jack no longer knew. Even though it has been ten years the friendship between the two is fine. Unfortunately, their relationship soured when Reo said he was gay.

He became so patient to me. “You felt it, huh,” she said when she read my reaction. “You had your first love then…” ‘First love?’ That thought was kept inside my mind. The words ‘first love’ and ‘Luther’ didn’t leave my mind even when I got home. I don’t have an assignment so I just watched TV in my room. “Luther is my first love?” I murmured while watching a movie that explains what first love is and how the first love of the girl ended. “But, he’s my best friend. Childhood best friend.”

He said. “I-It’s a good thing I didn’t go to work. I can’t seem to face him now, sis.” She said. “Hold my hands.” He said willingly holding his friend’s hands. “I’m shaking and feeling nervous. My chest trembled with what you told me. It’s like I don’t really know what to do when we meet, sis.” He said. “I know sister. He was your first love and I do believe that first love never dies. Even if you both have your own lives, I know you won’t forget him. Or both of you will never forget each other.” He said

He whispered into my ears as I wrapped my arm around his waist. “I love you too.” I told him then, knowing well that he had been waiting to hear it. I’d know that I was in love with him the day I went to his parents’ anniversary party, but I had been too scared to admit it to him or myself. But not anymore. Whatever happened next, I knew I couldn’t see a future without him in it. “I love you two, three, four!” Lyric’s smile lit up his entire face when he pulled back to look at me. “Thank you for accepting me, flaws and all.”

I sit down on the chair next to Marco and then observe her. "Mimo, huh?" I mumble as I observe her. I suddenly remember the name of my first love when I was little. I was five years old that day when I met my first love. The only thing I remember is her cute bubbly face and her name. We played together, and we became friends within a week.

Or rather who would want to? Whenever we talk about our first love, it's like just yesterday we were dating them. It is not that we haven't made an effort, but we still manage to remember what he/she looked like and how much we loved him/her. Every little detail is remembered very clearly; the age difference, the smile, the eyes, the connection, just about everything.

He planted soft kisses on my body as he was slowly taking off the last pieces of garments I had on. He threw it aside and laid me down. He stood up with eyes focused on me, examining the bareness of my body, making me feel ashamed, as this is my first time so I tried to cover myself with my arms. He stopped me. "Let me see you, babe." As he said those words, my arms were loosening up revealing everything of mine that has been kept untouched. I looked up at him feeling nervous. He then slowly unzipped and pulled down his pants and underwear revealing his manhood. I feel surprised and shy at what I'm staring at and can't help but curse "Oh God" I heard him chuckle, "I'm sure he also made one f

She was on fire and I was also on fire, a fire nobody could quench apart from ourselves. We made love for the first time and it was magnificent and splendid. It was a night full of love and passion between two love birds. It was an unforgettable experience for me , as it felt like we had known each other for long.I knew honestly then that if there was ever someone to replace my exgirlfriend in my life then it was definitely going to be Edna and no one else. I couldn't help but stare at her as she slept and rested her head on my chest. I felt a bit renewed and reborn from the whole hell I went through during the time I was mourning my beloved Lissa

She thought it is just one-night stand, why the hell did the doctor tell her that she is pregnant now?!