The man Across the street

*18 years ago* "Mommy, who is moving to the house across the street?" I asked " I don't know, we should greet them. Don't you think Olivia?" I nodded my head. Me and my mom walked out of our house to see the family moving in, it was a family of 5. A mother, father, twins, a boy and.girl, and a boy my age. "Hello," my mom said nice to meet you." Hello," I whispered to them, then my eyes met the boy's eyes.  He had black hair with brown tips, dark blue eyes and a warm smile. Being 4 didn't mean I couldn't have a crush on my new neighbor. "What's your name?" He asked, " Olivia..." he smiled " Hi Olivia, I'm Jason." *18 years later* "Hey Jason, what would you do if I moved away?" I asked him, he looked deep in thought for a second then said " I would run after you because no one could separate me from my baby sister." I was annoyed, I liked him and he just called me baby sister. He already has a baby sister and brother, Naomi and Manuel, the twins. "Hey!" I punched him, and he started to laugh. "You punch like a girl." And continued laughing, " I am a girl, but remember that time, 2 months ago I gave you a bruise on the cheek?" He was blushing, obviously annoyed and emmbarased. He changed the topic " Hey, I have good news. Marta is now my girlfriend, she said yes!" What? I became upset because I missed my chance again. I was tired of him missing my clues and hints. But I can't say anything because Marta is my friend. So I kept smiling, hoping  he wouldn't notice my feelings behind my smile. The hesitation and force it took to smile for him.