Sorry

Alex and I began to hang out almost every weekend. He told me about his apartment. I told him about how I was jealous.

Alex laughed. "Good; you better be."

I loved his laugh.

As the weeks passed, I could feel myself falling in love with him. We'd never kissed. We barely touched. But I loved him.

My mom wanted to meet him. She told me that she's stop letting me hang out with him if I didn't let her meet Alex.

Alex was ok with meeting my mom, so we picked a date for it to happen.

That date loomed nearer until it was today.

I fixed my hair a million times. I wanted to look my best. I cleaned the house and fixed everything that was messy. I was freaking out and really really nervous.

My mom laughed at me. "Honey! Calm down!"

I glared at her. I opened my mouth-

Just as the doorbell rang.

I ran to the door, took a deep breath, and opened it.

"Hey," Alex smiled.

"Hi," I smiled back.

I opened the door wider for him to come in.

He handed the flowers to my mom and she gasped.

"For me?! It's been such a long time since I was brought flowers," she said.

Alex blushed.

He was too cute.