Chapter 2

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Paying the taxi as quickly as she could, Zara rushed with her bags towards the check-in counter to get her ticket. She arrived at the park with a few minutes to spare. They were already calling for passengers for her bus to begin loading. So she was lucky to have met them at that point, if not she would have probably had to board the next bus and even pay a fine.

Just as she was about to board, Zara realised she had forgotten to pack the snacks she brought for her journey the previous day. Checking around to see if she could find somewhere to buy snacks before the bus reached its first resting place. Spotting a kiosk; or rather a table filled with snacks just outside the compound, Zara rushed towards it.

Seeing as they had one of her favourite wafer biscuits, she smiled thinking to herself, 'Pure Bliss I could literally fight somebody cause of this biscuit', she greedily took 10 packets and a plastic bottle of fanta and also a bottle of water.

While waiting for her change, she kept an eye on her bus checking to see if they had finished loading the luggage in. The owner of the snack stand, seeing that she was in a hurry, decided to waste time while bring her change, in the hopes that Zara would leave the change.

Luckily for her, today was not one of the days where Zara had time to disturb them until they produced her change. Normally, she would wait until they brought every last kobo of her change; but today wasn't a day to do that seeing that the driver had finished loading in the luggage.

Walking back to the bus, she noticed that the passengers leaving for Lagos today were not much. They seemed to be at the most 8 people travelling. It's a good thing sef, so that the bus will not be stuffy and at least the noise level will not be that much. Also more space for me.

They waited outside the bus for the driver to call out their seat numbers before they entered. This was so that they would know if anybody missed the bus. After hearing her seat number and showing the driver her ticket Zara entered the bus and made her way to the back; she had the idea of stretching there since nobody booked any of the five seats at the back.

On reaching there she realised somebody had the same idea as she did and had beaten her to do it. Deciding to ask the stranger if they could share the space, she quickly placed a friendly smile on her face and tapped him hoping he would be nice enough to share.

As he looked up, Zara froze, because the person that looked at her had the same shade of green eyes Harry Styles had which she guessed were contacts and he also weirdly looked like the black version of Harry Styles; you know, if Harry had way shorter and kinker hair.

He arched a brow at her and snapped his finger bringing her back from her hot boy in front of me trance. She blinked and realised he was still looked at her confusedly. Probably wondering why the strange girl was staring creepily at him.

"Uhmm sorry, I kinda spaced out there," she laughed nervously; "I came to ask if you would please share the back seats with me?"

He didn't answer for a minute and just stared at her with those pale green eyes which did not look out of place with his dark skin, it looked just right. He was probably deciding if he wanted his space to be disturbed by the weirdo who was still clearly checking him out.

He nodded and gestured for her to sit down; she smiled gratefully and went to sit over by the seat close to the window. Settling down, she dropped her hand bag and her waterproof bag of snacks on the empty seat beside her. Closing her eyes, she said a quick prayer for a safe journey. Just as she rounded up her prayers, the driver came to door of the car and began to talk about his travel route and also the speed he intended to use.

While the driver was giving the travel itinerary, Zara continued her creepy staring at the handsome stranger opposite her. The more she looked at him, the less he looked like Harry Styles, guess it was just the green eyes and the mole that confused her. Although you could say he slightly looked like a 2013 Harry than a 2017 Harry. With his eyes closed he looked quite relaxed, rather than the guarded boy that agreed to share with her.

He looked older than her, but then again everybody looked older than her. While she was still trying to place his age, he opened his eyes as if he felt her staring at him. If it were another person, the person would have probably looked away. But Zara being her strange self gave him a smile and also a little wave.

The boy looking surprised at her wave, and probably deciding to humour her; he waved back with a smile. Oh Lord! He has a dimple, I can literally die and I can also feel myself blushing. Hope he doesn't notice. The boy noticed her blush and smiled wider.

Why exactly am I light skinned, he definitely won't be feeling like a fine boy if only he hadn't noticed my blush. Quickly turning away, and placing her embarrassed face on the cool window in order to cool it down. As the driver drove the bus out of the park, she snuck a look at the boy and discovered that he was staring at her with a smile on his face. With a signs of a smile blooming on her face, she thought 'this trip probably won't be as boring as I thought it would be'.









A/N

and here's the second chapter......seems that I have lots of inspiration and I hope it continues this way ......Please don't forget to vote and comment and also if  you guys would help point out the errors it would be nice. Thanks!

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