For the next few months we spent almost every moment we could together. Not just for s*x. As tough as it was, we actually managed to squeeze in some other activities. He even helped me improve my Spanish. I know it sounds cliché, but I can honestly say that being around Javi actually made feel like I was becoming a better person. He wasn’t just a pretty face; he was a smart, talented, and funny individual who brought out the best in everyone around him.
We could talk about anything: movies, art, history. Javi seemed to appreciate everything that life had to offer, and I wanted to experience every moment with him.
Though we never really said anything about it, Javi and I were becoming a serious item. Even though we didn’t really talk about how serious, I felt it would be best to move out
