Zama's POV
"You really were so mature about it girl! I would have beat her and that bitch's face in right there in that reception along with everyone who would have tried to help!"
Tears of laughter were streaming down my face from me watching my best friend mimic just how she would have went all feral on both of Zimele and her ex. It had been about three days since we had come back from the lodge. Checking out was a nightmare because the same girl was still there, smiling at my girlfriend and trying to ignore my presence. That was a hassle because i was the one who was paying for everything so she ended up having to converse with me anyways, against her wishes.
The drive back was...intense to say the least. There was just this palpable heaviness in the air but we were okay. We would be. I felt sad because we ended up not doing most of the things we were supposed to but shit happened. We only had little time to study and submit assignments before shit hit the fan and i wanted to at least be prepared for the exams that i knew would kick my ass.
Zimele had went home to see her parents so I had decided to invite Hannah over so we could catch up. She had arrived the night before and we had a sleepover, just like old times. Listening to her stories about her crazy one night stands and her ever growing list of crushes around campus. We had not had a chance to talk about my weekend so i was telling her everything now.
After wiping my tears from my face, i cleared my throat and started talking to Hannah again.
"Well let's thank the heavens it was not you in my position because i don't think i would have enough bail money to get you out"
"I'm just kidding girl! I would never do you like that... maybe. Anyways how was the getaway? Before the whole crazy ex thing?"I felt her nudge my side with her elbow.
"Judging by that huge smile on your face, i take it y'all did the deed in that room didn't you? Girlllllll do tell!"
"You're so loud damn... yeah we did. But it was after the whole ordeal happened. I just wanted to forget about the fact that i was crying my eyes out for hours. But it was magical, i won't lie. It felt great, and it probably would have went better...if not, you know."A few moments of silence went by.
"You really love her, don't you?"
I felt her eyes on me.
"With my entire being. And i feel as if that is too soon judging by the fact that we have not been together or known each other for that long of a time. I do not think it is normal for me to be feeling this way about her. "
"How do you feel about her?"
"Ahh cliche shit i guess. I want to spend as much time as i can with her. I want to know her fears, what makes her laugh, her favorite things in the world, how deep our conversations can get, experience the world with her by my side, what makes her face light up. I want to love her in ways she has never felt loved before and i want her to do the same for me as well. I want to learn and master her love language. I want to see her happy and content. I want the best for her man... Just the absolute best. I do not know if a perfect love story exists but i want ours to be that. At least from now on."
I felt Hannah touching my cheek. I was already crying and i had not even noticed it. I wiped my tears and carried on talking.
"Bestie, Zimele makes me feel things i have felt before and even more. And before, it was not a very good relationship. It started off okay and as soon as i had my guard down, all hell broke loose... i do not want to go through that ever again. I also do not dream of hurting her. At least never on purpose. I love her way too much it physically hurts thinking about her leaving me or our relationship going south."
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Memorable Nights
RomanceFollow Zimele and Zama as they maneuver their romance through a world that prefers to see things as black and white. This is a romance book centered two masculine presenting African women. No hate will be tolerated. Do not report my book. All that i...