CHAPTER 10
EMMA'S POV
It was soon morning and everyone had started to depart for their homes. A lot had their parents come around to pick them up .
I was not fortunate enough, I had no one to come pick me up. I had to join an organized ride back home.
Everyone was happy at this juncture with the reason of getting out of prison. The bus took not long to get full.
We then set off. It was fun , having a couple of friends around.
The happiness in me had gone unbearable when I got to think of my crush.
"We are gonna have enough time for ourselves huh" I said to myself.
I got eager to reach home and text her.I called home and commanded my sister to put my phone on charge so I could get enough power to text on return.
I got home late, and guess what , the phone was on charge but had failed to charge.
Herr..I felt like smashing it down. I got very furious. After all who could I have blamed. The switch was not turned on.
I did it and went to shower down. I returned and slept by the phone and waited to get a little power to text with.
I slept off watching the ceiling. I woke up the next morning wondering how I had slept off that easily.
I took my phone from charge and this time it was fully charged.
I called her twice but no response. I stopped because I felt I was disturbing.
I went straight to her dm and left a text, "Hey baeb, are you settled?. Please let me hear from you".
I was patient on the wait. My day had almost ended, when I saw a call come through, which came from her.
I quickly hanged up and called her back. My mood her switched drastically within that few seconds.
"Hii", I said
"Hey", she respondedHer voice sounded like a maiden princess who had been training on her voice for ages.
I wished she never stopped talking on the phone. I had told her I tried calling earlier and she admitted she stayed on campus for a day more.
It was convincing enough. She sounded more nice towards me than before and it got me very anxious.
BEMA'S POV
I don't know why he mostly hanged up to call me back whenever he had enough airtime for calls.
He had repeated the same action when I called him after seeing his text. By whatever reasons I began to like his vibe than before.
I felt I owed him something. I felt he had something that I owned.
We really talked that day. We both hanged up to attend to some chores and returned to the call several times. It later felt I spent the whole day with him.
That night we talked for hours. We had ended the call at midnight between 2-3am.
We talked about experiences we had on campus. I ended up telling him stuff I didn't even want to.
I felt I had gotten closer to him than anyone else. I could share everything with him without any fear or insecurities.
He had always been around for me anytime I was down, his consolation and advices mostly made sense and kept me moving.
I began to consider the advices my friends gave me about him. I felt he deserved a chance although I was not ready for it.
That would also mean I'm going contrary to all mum had been telling me. She hated it even when I was on a call for long.
The last she wanted to hear from me or about me was an affair with someone. Mum always wants the best for me and she had proved it.
I didn't want to disappoint her for anything at all.
Nana stopped talking about wanting relationship with me anymore but his actions and talks were still clear he wanted a chance.
This had repeated for about two weeks when he finally asked me why I failed to write about his proposal in the reply I sent.
I was quiet on the phone for a while. I had no reasonable excuse.
"Bema, I know this is difficult for you because it's new to you. Just a chance is what I need . If at any point you feel I'm not worth you, I would understand if you break up with me. Just a try. You mean everything to me and I don't feel I need any other aside you. You know deep down within you that you don't hate me and your reason ain't because we can't date. Please think about this and say something to me. I'm dieing within". He stammered with emotions
I felt his words were very real and came from deep down his heart. I felt weak and told him....
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