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♡TWENTY SEVEN♡

Two weeks Later...

Asher

A summary of everything that happened when I first met Zara; she couldn't believe it, she was short of words. She was all like, "So you're Asher, now what should I do?"

She was still the same old Zara Fashola I knew in Victoria High School. The feisty girl with a matching bestfriend. She had her hands folded across her chest and one eyebrow raised at me. I knew she had so much question to ask. She never asked me to come in and sit, she had me standing there and at the end, she walked me out by telling me she couldn't talk to me till she was almost out of school.

I tried visiting again but met Dylan at home. He said she was out at school and the dude was not mad at me or asking me questions about Karen, he was just like "Sup man? Wanna hang out for some Booze?"

Crazy..

There was nothing like: "Hey! Been long!" from anybody at all. They all either gave me a cold shoulder or acted like: "We don't care what you are now, Asher."

So now, I dial Zara's number to ask her if we can meet up. I got her number from Dylan and I've never called her. Just been waiting for the right time since Eltasya told me to take it slow.

Her phone rung and she picks up after the third ring.

"Yes?" She has this sleepy tone.

"Hi Zara."

"No need to ask who you are. I can recognize your voice now, it isn't all that baby-ish like it used to be." Her voice is still like I don't care and honestly, it's making me contemplate on whether this is the right time or not. "Who gave you my number?"

"Dylan did," I reply.

"Shit! That dumbass. Anyways, what do you want?"

"Zee?" I call.

"Please don't call me that."

"Okay, I get you're mad at me for what I did to your bestfriend but I'm willing to explain if you let me talk to you. Zara you know nothing would have ever made me hurt Karen so for that to happen, something was behind it. Just let me talk to you, Zara. I wanna make up..."

"So what?"

I sigh. "Zara please. Can we meet at Best Western Plus hotel?"

That's my hotel by the way.

"And what would I be doing with you in a hotel? Hello? I have a boyfriend, duh."

I sigh. "It would be at the VIP restaurant. I promise to be clean Zara, please."

"I know you wouldn't do anything though. I'm just saying."

"Is that a yes?" I ask curiously.

"Urm...3pm. I have to present my last project tomorrow morning."

"Sure. Okay."

She ends the call immediately, not giving me a chance to say any other thing to her.

I go downstairs and just when I'm about heading to the garage, Dad calls me back.

"Asher." That baritone voice. It doesn't scare me anymore like it used to. I turn to him and put my hands in the pocket of my white shorts.

"I'm heading out," I say to him before he begins a boring sermon this night.

"Everyone's coming back tomorrow, Ashton has a wife-to-be he wants to introduce to us—"

Kimora. I know.

"And also, how is Eltasya? Are you two going along?"

"We are just perfect. We understand each other and we're working out what is best for us."