||Chapter Fifty Seven||
Mobola.
Ire and I descended the stairs walking into the living room only to find our friends busy playing beer pong with loud music playing in the background."Finally, you two decided to show up" Eric said his words slurring a bit.
"What's going on?" I asked a bit confused as I watched jasmine trying to throw the tennis ball into one of the red cups.
"We were bored, Tolu suggested we played beer pong and it's fun. Eric keeps failing, I can't count how many drinks he's had though.."
Kolade said with a mocking chuckle.
Cheers suddenly erupted, loud excited screams coming from my friends as they celebrated jasmine success. I watched as jasmine took a full swig from the bottle of cider in her hand.Wait up.. when did she have that?
"Okay, this party is getting out of control" Ire said with a disturbed look on his face.
"Yeah brooooo! That's why it's called a party. Live a little and have some fun" Eric slurred holding one of the red plastic cups containing alcohol.
"Dude, you can barely stand" ire replied trying to get him to balance on his two feet.
"I'm fine! Stop touching me dudeee I said I'm fine! Geez" Eric snapped at ire, ire didn't seem phased by his friend's attitude,Guessing he's used to it .
"Ire I'll just go get him some water so he'll sober up a bit" I shouted over the loud music noticing him give me a nod of approval.
I walked into the kitchen, getting out a bottle of water from the fridge closing it only to see Tolu's face right in front of me causing me to shriek in surprise.
"Eek! Don't do that, you scared me" I said my breathing a bit uneven as I poured the bottle of water into a glass.
"Sorry about that. I just really wanted to talk to you" he answered with a sheepish smile.
"Okay. Talk"
He gave a small sigh before continuing with an apologetic look in his eyes.
"Mobola I just wanted to apologize for being a dick. It wasn't my intention to ignore you I was just a bit mad. Well really mad and taken aback by the fact that you and ire were in a relationship " he said putting his hands in his pockets our gazes locked on each other.
"Why would you be mad about my relationship with ire? I don't get it" I asked with a blank look on my face
"Because.." he replied hesitating..
"Yeah?"
He subtly licked his lips looking up at the ceiling for a while before mustering enough courage to tell me what he wanted to say.
"I was mad because.. because I.."
"Mobola"
Tolu stopped talking as we both turned to see who it was that called my name. Ire stood at the door his face stoic as he looked back at the both of us. Suddenly the atmosphere in the kitchen looked tense.
"Was wondering what took you so long to get a glass of water" he said finally breaking the weird tension in the room.
"Oh I'm so sorry I took so long, Tolu and I were just talking. He was about to tell me something right?" I asked a bit curious to know what it was Tolu wanted to say.
"Uhh, I'll just tell you later Mobola.." he rushed out his eyes trying to avoid ire's glares.
"Oh" I muttered
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