Secrets Of Love

Five ~

8 Hours Earlier...

Leo ~

I get hanged up on a call with Centi. Gosh, why is he so agitated. I'm just not planning on quitting my taxi job yet. I mean, I will sooner or later, but right now I'm not gonna quit.

I and Centi have been childhood friends since we were little. I was seven and he was eight years old when we first met.

Even with his family issues with his parents, he has always been looking out for me and pretty much wants the best for me too.

It has always been hard for him since he was little, his parents are obnoxious rich scientists who forces their kids to become one too.

That's really messed up. The thing is, I literally found out about that from his elder sister.

Centi has been a secretive person ever since I met him. He hardly tells me his personal shit..even when I'm his only friend. It really bugs me sometimes, but as time went on, he somehow opens up to me...well just bit by bit.

I realized that's just who he is and I can't force him to open up unless he decides that himself.

The funny thing is, I try to hide some shits too, but he just finds out so quickly and can even tell when I'm lying. He's so annoying.

I mean, I know why he wants me to quit, his magazine company pays way much better blah blah blah... But honestly, the thing is, if I go there, he would just keep on being in my nose and won't let me do things myself.

Practically he likes controlling what I do sometimes, even since we were little. That's why I'm not planning on working there anytime soon. I mean, he is the best person I could ever have.. but still he is a little pushy.

So not just yet. I conclude to myself as I text my boss telling him that Centi will be there soon.

You see, I'm going on a pretty awesome date with a pretty ass woman. Like literally, she's hot. We bumped into eachother in a supermarket, she seemed so nice and friendly immediately, like she has no flaws at all.

She was the one into getting to know me than I was into knowing her...well because I was kinda nervous.

This is pretty much gonna be my third date I'm having with a different woman. I'm so fucked. So I'm pretty much nervous because I don't wanna fuck this one up.

I've been single for a long ass period of time. The last girlfriend I had was in middle school.

So honestly, I hope this woman would be the one for me... I don't wanna sound wierd but I'm kind of desperate.

I recall her name being Becca.. was it Becca Williams? Yh I think so. She was honestly charming and sweet the day I met her. So, I pretty much hope the date is gonna go perfectly.

I say to myself as I put on a black denim jacket over a plain white t-shirt and some black dress pants. I need to look good you know. I then put on a pair of brown chelsea boots.

I neatly style my hair and put on my wrist watch. I got to look perfect on my first.. second..no third date. I grab my wallet, phone and my car keys, and lock my front door as I go to my car. Yes I have a car.

I text Becca, telling her that I'm on my way as I drive as fast as I can. I literally don't wanna mess this one up.

I arrive at her house and knock on her door. It takes a while before she opens it. I pause as I stare at her appearance in awe. She looks so damn good.

She has on a satin black body con skimpy dress and silver high heels. Her hair is styled so perfectly, and she has on light make-up. Gosh, she's fucking beautiful.