My first love

      We went to club for the freshman prom that year. I was with my best friends that supposed to slip over to my place that night. I was wearing a pair of tight black jeans and platform shoes. We were dancing with our group while I noticed a good looking gut in the other group. He was tall, handsome and he had blue eyes. I wasn't even heaving the courage to lift my eyes and look at him. I was secretly admiring him and it never went through my mind that he will come to me and start dancing with me. But he did and after he started dancing with me we started kissing and i was seeing fireworks when i was closing my eyes. I couldn't believe that the hottest guy at the party picked me to dance with. And I was feeling so good with in his arms. We were holding each other and spinning on the dance floor no matter the song they were playing. There was just me and him and nothing else, to time, no space, no sound. I only asked his name and his age. That's all i needed to know. I found out his nickname was Pedro, he  was 2-3 years older and he had studied at the same high school.  We went out and stood by the door while he continued kissing me. He was the first man that managed to get so close to me, he was trying to reach my chest with his hands but i was blocking him with my elbows while i had my arms around his neck. He could not understand why I wasn't allowing him not to touch me there and i did not ant him to find out my secret. After a few hours of hugs and kisses we came back with our feet on the ground and decided it was time for us to go home,
    He walked me and my 2 girlfriends home. He asked me if we could see again and i said no. When i got into the house my friends asked me about me and him  and i told them we will not meet again. It was so painful when i realized i dismissed him like that. I was regretting i did not invite him the birthday party we had the next evening. I couldn't understand myself. A part of me wanted him so badly and the other part of me was so terrified of his rejection. What if he will not like me again when he will find out my secret? What if he will hate me? And i was always reliving the magical moments i spend with him, and each time  i could feel the same excitement i felt when he was holding me. And from that moment I kept on looking for him , But each time i randomly met him, i did not know what to say, And i was so sad and lonely.