My Everlasting Like

I met this boy this summer. His name is Cameron. And he is extremely cute.

I admit reluctantly that when I first checked him out, I was not all that impressed with his face. He was fifteen years old at the time with a red acne face and braces on his teeth. He was tall and skinny and honestly, not all that attractive. He wasn't ugly, god no. He just wasn't that pretty. That was in May.

It all started with a forty-something man who I'd come to admire through working as a waitress. He was talking to me and my parents while we were at the cafe, taking a seat next to me on the booth so he could speak to us. With a text message, he started by saying, "Hey, he's probably your age."

I had no idea who he meant. With no preamble, he started talking about a boy that worked with him at his ranch--Busted Ass Ranch, if you'd like to know the name. He then pointed him out to me because he was actually in the cafe at the time.

After that night, I tried to decide whether or not I should add this boy on Facebook, after all, I didn't know him at all and he could be crazy or something. But after a couple days of mulling it over, I clicked that little add friend button and suddenly, my life changed.

I'd give it an hour or two after he accepted the request that he messaged me saying "hey". I thought nothing weird of this, after all I didn't know him, why not start talking to him. We spoke for a few hours until I asked for his phone number so we could text more. He complied and after a few more hours of chatting, we bid adieu.

We spoke a few times a week for months, but now, we text at least every day, and I kind of feel almost empty when I don't because I'm so used to it. We either snapchat or text and it just feels like this special kind of connection that we have when we talk. My friends are jealous because we're slowly working up to being best friends, which is rare to have when you start a relationship.

He's been to my house a few times already, too, which we spent just sitting around talking in my house, all alone. I wish I had the balls to just kiss him when we were alone, but I don't. Though, I'm working my way up to asking him to a movie now that he has his license. And when we do go out on that date, I swear that I am going to take the reigns if he isn't and I'm definitely going to kiss him, even if it's just on the cheek. That's a start at least.

It feels really special for me to have found something like this. I just really, really hope that it lasts.