Caleb♡

Basically, you and your brother, Caleb, grew up together. It was mostly because Caleb was friends with your brother, and you were kind of hanging around since you didn't have any friends.

They both played basketball from a very young age and you would go with them; once when you were 6 years old you went with them, they were 4 years older than you. You were sitting on a bench when some kids came up to bother you. Why? Because you were fat. Caleb didn't like it when he saw that. At that moment, you were like a sister to him, and he defended you. From that day on, you were always by Caleb's side.

Once, on your birthday when you turned 10 (he was 14), he took you to the patio and gave you a quick kiss. You wanted an explanation, but it was too late; it turned out his parents had sold the house and he was leaving.

Since you were a child you weren't too worried, but you missed him. Now you're 16. You were in your room and heard laughter downstairs in the living room. You went downstairs and couldn't believe it—it was Caleb.

You went behind him and hugged him. He looked at you; you still looked as cute and curvy as he always liked. Caleb was a grown man, 20 years old, and he still played basketball.

Did you miss me, princess?

I'll hug you tight, her brother started looking at them strangely, then Caleb let go of her so she wouldn't get the wrong idea.

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