Wale's pov.
"Hello pretty one." I hugged mom.
"Welcome home." She hugged back.
I sipped water from the glass besides her.
"You smell horrible. "
"What do you mean mom?"
"Kilon se o Na? Kini gan (What is wrong with you? What is it seff?) . You go to work very late, you come home so late. Sometimes drunk ,sometimes crazy . Are you sure you don't need a psychiatrist?"
"Mom what are you talking about? I don't understand."
"Oh! For Christ sake stop pretending . You know what I'm talking about. Do you think I don't know that you go around with that so called waliya during work hours?"
"She is not a just! And mom . When did you start spying?"
"It's high time you let that girl go my son. Free her and let her get married."
"Are you sure you are in your right senses? I touched her forehead . It's as if you have a fever."
"I'm okay wale. Whether you like it or not I'll always tell you the truth."
"Can I leave?" I frowned.
"You can walk away if you want . She began crying. Since you won't listen to your mom anymore. I'll just......" She cried.
"No mom . I hugged her. Please stop crying. It's okay mom."
"Remember I was the one that made you know each other. Her mom was my good friend. I made you friends when her mom passed away. Now, you don't even listen to me. She doesn't even talk to me nor does she greets me. I don't know what is wrong with the both of you."
"Mom please. Stop it. I'm sorry for tonight . I'll leave for bed." I walked away.
At the room.
I arranged alot of bottles on the floor as I sat beside them drinking.
"What wrong with us? Why is everyone against our relationship?" I smiled as I remembered the pass.
"I was a lonely boy before I met her. I was 8 and she was 5. She is the most sweetest person. We are people from the same world . We do similar things. I loss my dad and her mom is late too.
How can I let go of her? She is damn special."
My head is very heavy. I have taken alot.
I heard knocks from the window.
I dragged my drunk body to the window . Opening it I saw waliya.
"What..... What are you doing here?" I stammered.
"Why are you so surprised? I asked. You are drunk." I held him as he was about to fall. I made him sit .
"Waliya. I love you. I can't let you go. Grandpa, mom and everyone wants me to leave you but it's hard." He explained .
Waliya's pov
"No. Stop saying all of that. It's never going to happen."
He stared at me. Inside my eyeball. OMG! That looks is strange.
I felt his hands round my waist .
"Are you okay?" I asked .
"Waliya." He called out.
"Yes." I replied.
Soon his hands disappeared from my waist. He placed one on my cheeks. He kept on starring at my lips.
"Can I?" He asked.
"If it's gonna make you happy." My cool calm voice spoke.
Our lip met. Is this how it feels to kiss someone? OMG! It's affecting all the possible connections in my body as he kept on sucking, biting..... His hands travelled around from my cheeks to my butt . Stop! I pushed him away.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"You are drunk so go to bed." I made him lay down.
"I'll only sleep when you lay besides me."
"You know it's not possible. "
He drew me close to him as he covered us with the duvet.......
The next morning.
I entered without his mom knowing and I left without her knowing.
@memxuseey001 your one and only Me & Amor
