If I would had knew what it's like to feel pain of love, I would never had let myself fall in love.
Nine years ago
I was going through the streets of the city to my school with my friend Nancy, when she began talking about a guy she knew.
"And the way he talks!" she exclaimed, "I'm sure you would fall in love with him the second you see him."
I rolled my eyes.
"C'mon, you should reply." she complained.
"We are late." I said.
In the school, the teacher didn't let us enter. He ordered us to stand outside the class for the whole lesson.
I stood against the wall, biting my nails while Nancy continued her talks about the guy called Jay.
"GET OUT!" I heard the teacher shout, and a boy came a stood beside me.
"Jay," Nancy gasped.
So this red-head boy was the new student about whom every girl talks.
Jay looked towards Nancy and rolled his eyes.
I shook my head, irritated.
He stared towards me, and did I notice his cheeks becoming red?
I stared into his eyes with confidence.
His eyes were beautiful. Hazel eyes with golden fleeks.
I stared into his eyes and I really couldn't look away. I seemed lost in his eyes.
Suddenly, there came a sound of clearing throat, bringing me back to the corridor I was in.
I blinked twice, trying to recall what I was doing there.
"Are you blushing, Anne?" Nancy whispered.
"Am I?" I hissed.
"Even he is." she whispered.
I looked towards Jay, who was just as confused as I was.
"You were like... frozen staring at each other for the whole lesson." she told us.
Really? I didn't realise.
I thought I was looking towards him for just a few minutes.
Jay smiled at me and went back inside the class.
I stood there, frozen. I recalled his smiling face in my mind.
"You are..." Nancy's incomplete sentence made me blush.
"I'm not in love." I said.
"I didn't talk about love." she chuckled, "Love at first sight."
I grimaced.
One year passed, and Jay and I became very good friends.
One day, he took me to a park.
"Wow, what a beautiful flower!" I exclaimed, looking at a rose.
"Not beautiful than you, Anne." he said.
I blushed.
He bent down on his knees in front of me and held a rose.
"Anne Jones," he said, and my heart was beating wildly in my chest.
"I love you." he said.
Tears flowed down my cheeks.
"Stupid," I said, "I was planning to propose you today. Couldn't you wait for a while?"
He laughed and stood up. He pulled me to his chest and said, "I have always loved you, I love you and I will always love you."
"I love you too." I whispered.
We got married after two years. And after some more years, I became pregnant and he became a soldier.
Two months ago
Jay, a soldier now, is going in war.
"Anne," Jay whispered, holding my hand.
I stared at his face through streaming eyes.
He placed a hand at my abdomen, where I was bearing our baby.
"Take care of this baby." he said
"Take care of yourself." I whispered.
"I will, for you, and my baby." he said, "And I will return as soon as the war is over. Trust me."
I nodded.
He wiped my tears and kissed my forehead, and then went away.
Today
The war has ended a month ago, and I have got no news about my husband.
Other soldiers have returned. Why not Jay?
I am waiting for you, Jay. Come home as soon as possible. Your Anne is waiting for you.
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Hello dear readers
This is the first short story I wrote
And I have tried my hand at emotional love story
Hope you like it
Thanks for reading
