Bonded: A Hausa Love Story.

Chapter 19.

This chapter will be written on Khalipha and Khalid's POV.

"Wallahi I will kick your ass" Khalipha says to me, I have been running around with a plate in my hand.

"Stop following me, you ate your share and you want to eat mine too? In your dreams" I say dodging a pillow Khalipha threw at me.

After finishing it I sit back on my chair.
"Stingy" Khalipha mutters.

"And you're selfish".
We sit silently going through our phones.
"Yo hamza is outside open the door for him" I say to Khalipha.

Khalipha gets up and opens the door.
"Bastards, I have been calling you two all morning" Hamza says throwing himself on an empty couch.

We were back home alone, although Ya Yusuf told us multiple times not to stay and just go over to our grandmother's but I'm avoiding any awkward encounters because Laila is there.
I get up and wear my slides.

"I'm going out I'll talk to you later" I say before I walk out.
It wasn't until after I walked out the gate that I regretted wearing my slides but I decide against going back to change it.

I was strolling with my ear piece in my ears as I filled the music so I was unable to hear anything that was happening around me. Believe me I'm aware it's dangerous but nothing interesting really happens in estates like fights or football on the streets but then everything changed when I noticed a girl walking towards me.

I wasn't looking bad for some ladies I think they would find me really good looking right now. I was wearing my inner white shirt, my black hoodie on top, black sweat pants and my slides of course, in other words I look casual. I walk up to her and start walking with her.

"Hey" I say casually trying to sound nice.
"Hi"

"How are you?" I ask.
"Good" she says simply.

"You don't look like you are from around here, I've never seen you before".

"And that is exactly the reason I don't want to be talking to you" she continues walking slowly.

"Come on don't be like that I came out for a walk and saw a pretty face and I thought maybe I'll just say hi and keep her company"
She smiles.

I smile. I got this.
"You're from around here?" She asks.
I point to our house which we just passed. "Over there".

She comes to a halt.
"Well I'm going in" she says.

"Can I at least get your number?"
"Sure 0813*******" she gives me her number.

"Your name?"
"Khalid, yours?"

"Yasmin"
"As beautiful as her name" I say.
She blushes and walks in.

I jog back home almost tripping when I walk in the living room and meet Khalipha and Hamza playing a game on our Xbox.

"What is it? See how you're breathing, are you a dog?" Khalipha says still playing his game but he suddenly pauses it and rushes to the door pushing me out of the way and ran straight to the gate.

I take off my slides and sit patiently waiting for the idiot to come back.
He comes back in and slams the door.

"I thought someone was fighting" he says lying down on the couch, breathing heavily.

"Did I tell you that? Devil's accomplice" I say back as Hamza laugh hard.
We just look at him blankly.

"Actually I just met this girl, Yasmin".
"Seriously?" They ask in unison.

"Yeah and I got her number and she's so into me, it was too easy" I say.
"I just remembered I promised Hafsat I would pick her up so we can go out".

He gets up.
"Let me go change"

"You're not going to bath? Don't go and start smelling" hamza says.
"All I have do it is wear my kaftan and deodorant and she would never know I didn't take my bath" he laughs as he heads upstairs.

"Disgusting" I shout.

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Khalipha's POV.

I enter the car with hamza and start driving. Khalid decided it's better to stay and watch than go play around. He doesn't know fun.

"Which one are you meeting?" Hamza asks excitedly.

"Firdausi, Khadija and Hafsat" I say back.
He takes his phone and plugs the aux in. He blasts my best song Girls Want Girls by Drake.
I start nodding my head feeling the beat.

In no time we picked Hafsat up and went straight to the party Khalid's best friend Bashir threw.

Bashir and I are the same he loves almost everything I love like parties, girls, drifting and so on but surprisingly I can't stand the guy Khalid says it means that I can't stand myself.

I walk in with Hafsat and hamza.
I call Firdausi.

"Hey. I'm here, where are you?"
"At the back with my friends" she answers back.

"Okay I'll be right there"
I hang up.

"Why don't you stay here I'll get us a drink" I say to hafsat who nods shyly.
Firdausi was seated with a few of her friends.

"Hey"
"Hi" she says back.

"How are you?"
"Not so good, I've missed you"
Damn I love myself.

5 hours later

It's already 8pm and I have to leave so I can meet Khadija at her house so I persuaded Hafsat to let hamza to take her home because I was enjoying myself and I didn't want to leave.

I parked in front of their house and called her out. In a few minutes she came out.
But this girl is extremely boring I just kept thinking of what Khalid must be doing now.

Playing games, nah probably eating or watching or doing both at the same time or even on a smoky phone call with Laila, lucky bastard.
But we both miss Ya Yusuf's house, food 24/7 and people to chat with like Maryam or if Ibrahim comes over or the new friend we made although I can't remember his name.
But the only thing I love more than parties, girls and food is sleep. I love sleeping.

"Although I would looove to stay, I have to go see my brother, he's not feeling well and I should be by his side. I'm sorry but I would love to hear what happened next time. Khadija you are the funniest, smartest, most interesting person I have ever met and I can't wait to spend more time with you" I say.
She blushes and I give her a peck on her cheek.

'One step at a time' I tell myself.

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"So? What about Laila?" I ask Khalid who was busy trying to toast his bread with different varieties of spreads on it.

"I still like her a lot and I think she's the one but I'm young, I see other women too. For now I'll see other girls and get all this teenage stuff out of my system instead of suppressing them and then afterwards I can focus on us" he says.
He likes eating his bread with spreads and I like mine with only an egg.

"Yup. So have you two talked about you going abroad?"
He nods.

"But I'm not breaking up with her" he says to me.
"It's not like I said I like her, why are you getting defensive?" I ask him.

"Just to be sure, because you can't control yourself. You're a man whore" he says back.
"You fucking bastard"

"It's not true?" He asks mockingly as he walks out with his plate.
I follow him out like a tail.

He keeps his plate on the dinning table trying to get the savet, I pick up the plate. He lunges at me and I use my leg to make him trip and fall.
"Now who are you calling boy? I ask laughing.

I keep the plate in front of him.
He stays on the floor laughing like a maniac.

"Touché"

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