I arrive at home and I'm starving. So singing to myself, i prepare my favourite meal - Plantain and egg sauce to eat and forget my predicament. Suddenly, someone tapped my shoulder from behind.
"Arrgh", I screamed. I had totally forgotten about him.
"Sorry i scared you, it wasn't intentional " he said half smiling.
Trying to calm down, I remembered that he has an injury and hasn't eaten. He must be really tired and hungry.
"Sit down" I ordered him and he obeyed without saying a word. I dish out some of the food i had prepared and give it to him.
"thanks ....?"
"Amanda" i tell him. Only then did i remember that i dont actually know his name."And what is yours?"
"Zed" he replied courtly.
"So, Amanda where did you learn how to cook ?" he asks trying to change the subject. I couldn't help but notice the way he pronounced my name like a melody and i shivered inwardly. I like it when he says my name. Whatttt !!! i scold myself. he isn't even good looking.
"umm I took cooking classes"
"ohh"
He finished eating and and took his plate to wash. "No don't worry i"ll help you. You shouldn't put pressure on your leg." I said pitying him. He stared at me for sometime and then frowned "I don't need your pity . i'm capable of doing anything regardless of my injury".
"Mister, I'm sorry for trying to make sure your leg heals on time. You know what, Fine . Do all the dishes." i said getting up to leave.
He walked towards me suprisingly fast for someone with the kind of his injury and held my hand.
"Amanda I'm sorry . I just don't want your pity. Ok ?"
Wait is it my eyes or did he just walk normally for someone who has a leg injury. I mean i practically attended to the injury myself and it was pretty deep.
"fine" i muttered distracted. Then i hear a noise and look towards the sink where he turns to look at me "Oops, the plate cracked" he said smiling sheepishly.
Woah !! What just happened here?
SORRY GUYS. I KNOW IT IS SHORT BUT IT WOULD GET BETTER .TRUST ME. THANKS FOR READING.... AND VOTE IF YOU LIKE IT.
