Seeing you again
I love him of course I do. Who couldn’t? He had long light brown hair and brown eyes, he was shorter than me, broad and muscular. Zak had been 23 when we met while I was eighteen. He looked pretty much the same as he did back then, in a way we all do, just in different clothes. Lewis was only a little older than me, by a few mouths. He had brown eyes and dark brown flicky hair, with a beany he always wore. He was the same height as me, but small framed and hairy. While I had green eyes and long...