K.JA Story by Elli🦝Like all of my writing is about her guys...lock in...
We talked about being parents. I said we'd be the fun parents, you mentioned us matching costumes with our kid. I'm only 15, too young to decide anything, too old to say I don't want to think about my future. If I had to choose, I'd want it with you. I'd take your name, or you'd take mine.
I said we could be Emily and Victor, you said our baby would be Scraps. We talked about it over and over, mentioned a ton of costumes for a family of three. We moved on from the topic, picking our costumes for the current year. I'll go to your baby sister's party, bring her a nice toy, one the involves an aquatic animal because I know she loves the ocean. We'll end the party and I'll come home with you. We'll talk, go on a walk, watch a movie or show, flirt a little. I'll tell you I still love you, play it off as a joke. I know someday, maybe, we'll look back at us being teenagers, our relationship being off and on. We'll ask why we kept breaking up if we knew we'd end up together again. Your sister texted me, asked me about the party, told me she missed me. The realization that I was family to your family struck me. I explained to her what I thought, how I've never felt this way that I do for her sister for anyone else. She said she understood what I meant, told me she loved me and she'll see me at the party. You texted me at 10:30 PM. Told me you loved me, said I was genuinely the most gorgeous girl you knew, said you wanted us to be parents together. You were only flirting. I said it all back. "I love you too", "You're beautiful yourself", "We'd be fun parents" "Our kid would be so cute". I wasn't flirting. I was honest. And I hope someday, you'll actually feel the same. © 2026 Elli🦝Author's Note
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