Those four words—I like you too—made me feel invincible. In that moment, every risk, every sleepless night, every second of breaking school rules was worth it. I wasn’t just talking to a girl. I was talking to the girl.
From that point on, everything changed. We weren’t just friends. We were something more, something deeper. She became my world, my escape from the drudgery of school life, my secret.
As the weeks turned into months, my bond with Nadia deepened. Our conversations were no longer just casual chats; they were a lifeline, a source of comfort, and a constant reminder of the love I felt for her. But the excitement of meeting her in person was a constant undercurrent, a ticking time bomb that threatened to derail my carefully constructed world.
Music became our shared language. I’d dedicate songs to her, pouring my heart into each lyric. “No Air” by Chris Brown and Jordin Sparks was our anthem, a declaration of our need for each other. “Kiss Me Through the Phone” by Soulja Boy was a playful reminder of the longing we felt when we couldn’t be together physically. And “Next To You” by Chris Brown featuring Justin Bieber was a sweet serenade, expressing the desire to be by her side always.
Nadia would reciprocate, sending me songs that resonated with her feelings. Her choices were always thoughtful and showed a deep understanding of my emotions. Together, we built a world of our own, a digital sanctuary filled with love and shared dreams.
I didn’t care about the dangers. All I cared about was her.
Little did I know, that spark would eventually ignite a flame that would consume me completely.
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