Roses are Red
Mike and I had been friends for years, he was in his last year of high school when I was in my first. He took care of me when I left home at fourteen and now we shared a flat. It wasn’t until I was sixteen and his girlfriend moved in that I realised I had feelings for him. She didn’t appreciate him the way I did, she used him for sex and cheated on him several times, but he still forgave her. Unlike her I only wanted him to be happy and I would do anything for him? anything.On his 24th...