What the Past Never Told Us

Isabelle | Alex
"You know how our mommy's always kiss our daddy's?" Alex questioned me, making me turn my head and look over at him.

"Yes, Alex." I responded. "Why?"

"Well why is that? It's kind of gross, don't you think?" He scrunched up his 8 year old nose, making me laugh.

"I asked my mommy and she said it's because she loves daddy. So I guess you kiss someone if you love them." I explained to him, shrugging. "That's what my mommy says."

"Hey, Isabelle?" Alex said after we sat on the bench in my backyard for a few minutes in silence.

"Yes, Alex?" I asked, turning to look at him once more. He stared at me nervously for a few seconds before leaning over to kiss my lips.

"That wasn't as gross as I thought it would be." He said after pulling back. I giggled and knew my cheeks were as red as a tomato.

Alex and Isabelle had known each other since before they could even walk. They were simply destined to be together.