Liam.

You and your best friend Liam grew up together, you were inseparable since you were five years old, now you were seventeen and in your last year of school, Liam always stopped by your house and you went to school together.

Liam was your best friend, but you'd had a crush on him since you were ten years old, ever since he helped you when you hurt yourself on your bike.

You weren't sure if he liked you too, but he remained a gentleman with you. He wasn't much of a talker, but he loved cats, very much, and you gave him one for his birthday, and he named it Marlon.

Monday, August 18th.

You were woken up by your mother as usual, and you get up to get ready. You put on your clean uniform, comb your hair, and go downstairs for breakfast. Then, you hear a knock on the door; it was Liam. You say goodbye to your mother and open the door.

"Good morning (Your name)."

He smiled slightly; he looked handsome, as always.