「故事·听力」My BF's Little Brother Turned Out To Be His Son

My BF's Little Brother Turned Out To Be His Son

Hey there, people! I’m Irene. Recently I had a really weird experience where I met a guy and even fell in love with him, but I doubted we were destined to be together. Our story is still in question, so to speak, and this makes me feel a little bit frustrated. Here's why.

On our way to the mall Iris kept singing the same baby-song over and over again. It was really irritating but when I asked her to stop doing it, she not only ignored me, but got even louder. Jesus, I’d rather be dead than ever have my own kids, I thought! And our mom was so caught up in her own thoughts that the song seemed to not even distract her at all. I was texting my best friend, complaining about my lame Saturday. And she was texting me back trying to cheer me up by reminding me of the coming spring break. By the time we’d reached our destination point I’d begun to think that my act of generosity with Iris had better be worth it.

Mom was in a total hurry while leaving the two of us on the playground and she even took my cellphone from me. She said otherwise I would be totally into texting, instead of watching my little sister. Come on! Nothing was going to be able to save that day, I thought. Here I was, sitting on the bench and watching how Iris was playing with the kinetic sand, thinking my weekend was totally ruined, when a little baby boy came up to me, apparently looking for me to play with him. He didn't actually talk, 'cause it seemed like he was only around a year and a half old. Oh gosh, not another baby, I thought, or rather not his mom, who would want to come up and talk to me, melting because of the fact that he might have liked me or something. But guess what? This baby boy was not there with a mom, but a brother, a big and handsome brother.

His name was Andrew, as he'd told me when he came up to me, and took his little brother in his arms. Suddenly, I felt like my day was about to be saved for now. We had a nice little talk about the kids around and the stuff they do. I was starting to like him and I had a feeling that he was at least interested in me. I hadn’t even noticed that the time had gone by really fast and that my mom had already returned. I saw her waving at me, saying it was time to go. And when I stood up from the bench, Andrew suggested exchanging numbers. At first I forgot that my mom had previously taken away my phone. So I thought that I had lost it and started searching for it... crawling on my knees under the bench. Of course, I remembered everything after a couple of seconds, but you know, I already felt embarrassed. Andrew laughed when I told him where my phone was and promised to send me a text so that I had his number. When I came up to my mom, she gave me my cell phone back with a cunning smile. There was already a text saying, “I like your sisters’ older sister.” On our way back home Iris was singing that stupid song again, but surprisingly, that time it wasn’t annoying at all. 

During the whole next week, Andrew and I were frequently texting each other saying good morning and stuff like that. He was really interested in my life, I guess, because he was mainly asking questions about me and practically not saying a word about himself.

Nevertheless, I found out that he was a little bit older than me, that he had already graduated from school, and that now he was working to make some money to go to college and study law. He was amazing, I thought, because of his nice texts and jokes, and by Friday I already felt like I was totally in love with him. Then he suggested for both of us to take our younger siblings and meet and the park all together. He said that we could get to know each other better while the kids played in the fresh air. Why not, I thought. By the way, my mom was extremely surprised, though pleased when I said that I wanted to take Iris to the park. Now she’d definitely let me go to that beach party.

We had a great time at the park together, and I was totally sure that Andrew felt the same way that I did. But you know what was strange?

I always thought that when a guy, especially a guy who’s practically 20 years old, likes a girl, that he would want to go on a date with her, I mean, for just two of them, you know. But he didn’t ask me out even that next week. It sort of stressed me out, but I didn’t want to create drama from it, so I said nothing to him and we just kept texting during the whole next week. But I kept thinking it over and at some point I decided to ask my mom’s opinion about what was going on.

I regretted it as soon as I did it, because she was sort of negative about him since he was almost 20 and I was only 16, you know mom stuff.

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