Have you ever felt loved, like as in romantic kind of love? I have and I still do, I love the feeling. But I never used to feel like that, I used to hate the earth and everything on it.
That soon changed when Tom came into my life, Tom is a very special boy. I should’ve my names Naomi, I’m 15. Tom is 16, he’s also; handsome, tall and blonde almost like me. I’m blonde, fairly tall but I don’t think I’m pretty much, but he must see through that.
4 years later...
It’s Christmas soon so I’m staying around Toms and I have the best present for him, I hope he thinks so to. So it’s finally the day before Christmas and tom keeps begging to know what his present is but I can’t show him before the morning so he has to wait, but he’s always been a bit impatient you see so it’s getting hard not to tell him what it is.
Toms asleep. I can’t stop thinking how amazing he looks or the present I had been carrying for 5 months, which it has been hard to hide the issues there has been. But Toms mum(Maria) has known for a while and has been really supportive. I slowly drifted off to sleep, dreaming of me giving birth to the child and just as I was about to see its face, Tom woke me up...