In April 2021, I had to stay at my friend's place because both my parents were on voting duty. I planned to stay there for four to five days. After I arrived, I decided to message him. I texted him on f*******:, but even after a day, he hadn't seen my message. I then contacted one of his friends, and we started chatting. I confided in him that I liked his friend and asked if he could let him know that I had texted him. This way, he finally replied to me.
At first, he didn't believe it was me, since my account was fake. He asked me to go to the veranda to prove it was really me. Once I did, we started talking. He seemed eager to tell me his feelings.
"Do you like someone?" he texted.
"Yes, I like the person I'm talking to right now," I replied.
"I LOVE YOU," he proposed.
"I LOVE YOU TOO," I accepted.
And so, our love story began on May 1, 2021. After four days, I returned home. Since it was after my 10th class exams, I had no school, and we chatted almost all the time, from waking up until falling asleep at night.
Everything seemed perfect. We were deeply in love. One late night, while we were talking on the phone, my mom suddenly walked in. I quickly cut the call and put the phone aside, but she had noticed. I was caught. The feeling was surreal; I couldn’t believe it was happening. I was terrified. I had never experienced such fear in my life, and it felt like the end of the world.
Even now, I shiver when I remember that night. My mom scolded me, and I went to bed at dawn. But I couldn't sleep; I laid there with my eyes open and my heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of my chest. Finally, I fell into a restless sleep and woke up around 8 AM with a tense mind. My dad didn't know what had happened, but he sensed something was wrong between my mom and me. My mom took my phone away and kept away from me. So, I didn't even contact him in the morning.
After breakfast, my mom went to take a bath around noon. Seizing the opportunity, I grabbed my phone, a bag with my laptop, and a set of clothes. I messaged my boyfriend, telling him I was leaving home and asking him to meet me.
We met at the corner of a small street and talked briefly, both of us confused and unsure of what to do next.
"Will you return home or go with me?" he asked.
"I can't return home, so I want to go with you," I replied.
He was hesitant to take me to his house, so he called his best friend. We took local transportation and headed to his friend's place. Thus began our first meeting by eloping.