You and Erik have been keeping your relationship a secret from your families for almost two years. Your families were good friends and had wanted you to be good friends ever since you were both born.

At first, you hated each other, really hated each other. Everything about the other was annoying. But three years ago, you slowly started to understand each other, then you fell in love, and you've been in a relationship ever since.

You kept the relationship a secret because your families thought the age difference was a bit too big, whatever it was they found so terrible about three years. You were 16, and he was turning 19. Love finds a way, and you planned to make your relationship public on your 18th birthday, which was still three weeks away.

You and Erik were sitting next to each other on a couch, his arms resting on your knees, his eyes looking into yours. He was holding your hand and kissing it repeatedly, but he quickly stopped when your families came into the room.

He didn't kiss your hand anymore, but his eyes spoke volumes; he wanted to kiss you.