lil zenil

You and Neil had been friends since childhood, so you knew each other by heart. From one message you knew that one of you was doing badly or, on the contrary, that everything was too good. Friendship, of course, was not simple. With his difficult character, it was impossible to explain anything, because he believed that only he was right and no one else. Quarrels often arose, sometimes you stopped communicating, but still you could not live without each other. Neil hated being called by his first name, let alone his last name. The only people who could call him by his real name were you and his mother. It's strange, but throughout your entire friendship you never felt anything other than friendship towards him. You were often together, and many considered you brother and sister, because how could you explain that he hugs and kisses you on the forehead when you meet? You lived through all his periods, love and feelings, so you knew his wounds and experiences by heart. You helped him in the relationship, specially bought gifts for his girlfriend so that he would give her something she would like. Feelings arose only in him. For you. Over time, he realized that the one he really needs is you. He wants to be unbearably closer, to kiss at any moment, to be loved. It was your 18th birthday. The most anticipated day when Neil was going to propose starting a relationship. Your whole family gathered at the table, including him. His parents already considered him as their own, so they were only glad of his presence. The guests had gone outside to take a walk, leaving only you and Neil in the room. His hands were shaking slightly from fear of rejection. Calm and quiet music. Seeing that he was somehow uncomfortable, you suggested dancing. Swaying slightly in the redhead's arms, you suspected something, but didn't attach any importance to it. While you were hugging, your mother was filming you with a smile on her face. Neither of you noticed her. He realized that the time had come, so, pulling away, he said with slight worry:

• I like you, will you be my girlfriend?