This Is Crazy (This Is, #1)

by Natasha Madison

I see that I’m tagged in a picture on Twitter. I click to open the app, and there it is. Me standing clapping after his goal. Caught @ZaraStone cheering on her man @EvanRichards. I smile till I see what Evan commented on the post. @ZaraStone thanks for coming. Maybe next time we can actually meet.

Not his sister meddling 😂

“This isn’t a joke, Zara,” my father says. “He said you were his. You know what that means.” “Um,” I say, and my father continues. “There are certain men out there …” he starts. “Like your father,” my mother says, “and your brother and Max and Zack.” “Parker, this is not funny,” he says, and I can see them. “These men. Once they say you’re theirs, you’re theirs.”

I get in and see a huge bouquet of red roses. “Those were delivered five minutes ago,” he says. I look at them and grab the white card. To MY sweet Zara E.

“Dad was right,” I say to myself as soon as the driver gets into the car.

He cups my face in his hand. “Ruined,” he says softly, leaning in and kissing me again softly. “If I don’t get away from you, no one is going to be eating.”

“I’m not going to hide that you’re mine,” he says, looking straight at me. “First thing, I’m my own person,” I tell him. “Second, we aren’t hiding anything. We are being private.” I grab another chip and dip it, waiting for him. “You kissed me,” he states. “You kissed me. You made yourself mine when you did it.”

I almost stop skating in the middle of the ice when it hits me. I love her. I’ve fallen in love with her.

That moment you see the person who owns your heart, who can destroy you. Knowing that without her, you are going to be half the man you should be. Knowing that only with her, your heart beats normal; knowing that only with her, everything is going to be okay.