The Boy Next Door

So.. you’re probably wondering where this all started, well I’m Wynter, and I’ve had a crush on my best friend since the 3rd grade, His name is Michael, we actually met in preschool and have been best friends ever since I pushed him down the slide. I guess he thought it was pretty funny.  But enough with the jibber-jabber, we flirt all the time but I dont even think he notices it. But I do, I have for a while every time he gets a new girlfriend, I feel weird inside.  *BANG* ¨ MOM ARE YOU OKAY?¨ I yell down the stairs when I didn’t get a reply I rushed downstairs to see my mom laying on the ground. I try to check her pulse but she wasn’t breathing, I called 911 *in the background* ¨ 911 what's your emergency¨ she asked ¨, My mom, it’s my mom she's not breathing I need help.” I tell her ¨ whats your address ma`am?¨ I gave her my address  They took her to the hospital, I called Michael to take me to school and of course, he said yeah. I think he's the most caring person, when he walked over to my house the first thing he did was hug me. he grabbed my hips and I started breathing heavily, even tho I know it didn't mean anything.  sorry its so short