Not Another Love Story 18

I’m not quite sure where to go with the rest of my "love story" since this is what happened in the past. So no, if you’re thinking that this is one of those cheesy love stories that teenagers write, you can think again. Since I have nothing else better to do with my life, I write my story to the 331 fans of mine out there. I’m at the age of forty-two now. I have two beautiful children. I’m not done with this story yet but I thought I should tell you why I’m writing this. My children’s names are Sher Jennifer and Anthony James. They are from two different fathers. I am married to a wonderful husband in which I adore. That is all I’m giving away as far as my present. Now back to my past...

I really need to sleep on this. So I went to sleep that night having questions rushing through my head. I woke up with the exact same questions. Does Tyler really love me? Do I really love Tyler? How the hell am I supposed to know what I want. I’m only a freshman. Why did I even start making these decisions? I’m not a virgin and I’m a freshman?! Wow, I suppose I’m not going to give away my virginity when I get married. I pretty much screwed up my life as a freshman. What am I thinking?
Brrrinnnggg. Brrrinnnggg Brrri--
"Hello?" He takes my breath away everytime I hear his voice
"Hi Tyler, this is Alex"
"Oh, hi babe" Babe? Since when am I his "babe?"
"Umm, yeah. ok. About last night..."
"Yeah, you thought about what i said and..?"
"...yeah, you have no idea how much I like you"
"No, you have no idea"
"Alright, this conversation is going absolutely no where if we talk about how much each of us like eachother. But, I really don't want to get hurt nor hurt anyone"
"Neither do I"
"So what about Sher?"
"Well, wow. Ummm, I suppose I will have to break up with her sooner or later an--"
"What if we keep it a secret from now on? Like, until my problems slow down a little"
"Alright. I will talk to you later hun"
"Alright, bye"
"I love you"
"Back at you from the stars and back" So this is pretty much where my love story starts.