Waiting him at the usual place and time become my hobby. He said he will take me home by him self. I'm so excited but what he was thinking I mean look we just know each other for a week...
Following the culture and tradition of our country we celebrate a day from every year to show respect,accepting differences between various cultures,love,patience, tolerance...and there is a little show we do include dancing,singing and some other activities and I had a group to lead. I took the responsibility to lead the group of a culture called adhere and I have to manage everything so I will leave a little bit late and I told him so he said I will come back for you after I deliver the kids and I agreed.
Time passed and the time I must go home is already knocking the door so I headed to the gate door I searched for him around I waited and waited but nothing so he turn me down.
That's so easy to eat but hard to swallow. I gave up and I just start the way home as I was walking on the streets and thinking about his betrayal I saw him passing by me. He wasn't alone he was with someone which I believe he is friend of him.
He Stopped the car in front of me and said calmly"get in I'm sorry I had something to handle"
I said"no its okay" disappointment filing my face
"I see you already helped your self ,you was really going back home?" He asked
"Yeah, what should I supposed to?" I said angrily taking a seat at the back.
"Look I'm really sorry...tell me about the program tomorrow" he suddenly changed the topic
We talked about things like this and the environment turned silent it was really a sudden silence I couldn't do any thing it was so awkward.
And his friend started talking I said finally someone gave up.
"Hey,why is the silence be as usual" trying to tease him
And I let out a giggle accidentally and he turned to me again saying "tell us where is your home we will drop you to the door" I said "no I'm okay " and started leading them my home and I ask him to drop me off at a corner nearby our home he agreed.
But before that he asked me my phone number and gave me his phone I was happy he finally shows me a right signal.
I created a new contact and write my number right there and handle him his phone and waved a bye.
All the way to the door I was thinking about how he saved my contact I mean the name he saved me by what?anyway I don't care any more I think we are getting good together I'm so happy.
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Teen FictionAge is just a number,love at first sight,love is blind doesn't require more than affection...its too much to hear and believe until you experience it.
