19- ZARA

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I jumped down my car and catwalked the distance to Damola front door. We've been texting for a while and slowly developed a friendship, so when he suggested we hang out I gladly obliged.

The door pulls open before I could ring the bell revealing Damola dressed in amiri jeans and crewneck t-shirt, his dread pulled back with an head band.

"Hi!"

"Zara the influencer!" he hails

I chuckle at the nickname that always changed every single time. We embrace fondly.

"Come on in" he opens the door wider.

I step into his house. Whoever said there was no money in music was a liar because what? "You live here alone?"

Damola nods, "yep! Though my girl comes over plus the boys and other people" he say leading me to the sitting room.

I sat on a sofa while he went into the kitchen, Damola came back with drinks.

"How you doing Zaza?" he ask pouring in our cups.

"Im good, thank you" I accept the cup he held to me. "What about you?"

"Im good too, bored mostly, just writing new songs and all that" He told me. "Hows influencing?"

I roll my eyes, "Boring"

"But your post doesn't say so"

"Let me find out your monitoring my post!"

Damola laughs heartily, "Very funny" he grab the game controlla, gave me one. "What game do we play?"

"Mortal kombat"

"Every girl favorite game"

I roll my eyes, the game came on and we played for a while, if I tell you I whooped his ass shamelessly then it was an understatement because I whooped his ass.

"How are you so good?" Damola exclaims

I laugh, "Years of practice. Anyway I'm hungry"

"Lets go to the kitchen" Damola held me up and we went into the kitchen. "What are you in the mood to eat?" he ask going to the fridge.

"Anything"

He opens the fridge and brought out containers, he grabs two plate and served rice in each, he also added chicken and salad.

"Who cooks for you?" I ask as he opens the microwave.

"My girlfriend came over yesterday, so she cooked"he pressed some button then sat down

"Awwn must be very nce"

Damola smile, "Yes it is. Her name is Stephanie she's a nurse"

"Really?"

Damola nods, he opens his phone and showed me her pictures.

"Awwn she's so pretty, how many years?"

"Three years and thank you" he goes to the microwave and brought out my food, he placed his inside and came back to sit.
When his food became ready we sat down to eat.

Suddenly Damola stops eating, "Zara I know we've not really know each for so long but I assume that at some point we are now friends right?"

"Right"

"I know you were with Rema that night at his house"

I felt my heart drop to my fucking stomach. He knows what? "I..um..what?"

"I wanted to check on you but then I heard youre both talking"

"Did you hear everything?" I'd be damned if he heard us having sex!!

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