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Normally, I'm supposed to spend Sundays at home with mom but I just dont have the energy to get up. The morning struggle is pie I tell you.

I am on bed being lazy as always when someone knocks on the door.

What happened to peace in this country? I get up and drag my hands through my hair and walk up to open the door.

I open it only to find Walter, my life partner. Haha! That's wrong. The best friend of my life.

"You'll never stop being lazy",after looking at the condition I'm in the prick speaks and lets himself in.

"Good morning to you too, I am very fine and happy to see you", I chirp with all the world sarcasm as I close the door and join him on the sofa.

He just chuckles and turns to look at me as soon as I sit. I ignore him in the first 20 seconds of his staring but he doesn't stop so I turn to him.

"What??! "

"You're beautiful", his eyes radiating so much emotions it's scary. In any other situation I would have laughed and gave a a sarcastic comment but his eyes just made it impossible.

After a while of him drilling into my soul with those eyes and me trying to figure out what's going on I let out a shaky laugh and get up.

"I'll make pancakes... did you have breakfast?!", I ask nervously looking through the cupboards for the ingredients.

He doesn't say a thing, just takes out his phone and starts doing whatever it is he was doing. We stay like that in silence. Me making pancakes and him watching something in his phone.

"I'm done!", I place them on the counter. He looks up at me and smiles, what's wrong with this guy today?! He gets up and sits on one of the stools.

"Milk, juice or tea?!", I ask

"Juice please", he says with the same smile. I pour him a glass and sit with him as we eat in silence. The peaceful silence.

Walter is your ideal Mr.Right if you ask me. Handsome,perfectly toned dark skin, big beautiful eyes that you don't see often since he's always hiding them. Don't ask me how, he just does. The perfect body and everything. And he is my best friend that is still single at 21 years.Well behaved, very well behaved. Hardworking and extremely kind. I just don't understand how or why and he never speaks of it. Despite 10 years of friendship, he always avoids that topic.

After breakfast, I go in and shower as he washes the dishes, it's always some sort of routine.On random days when he knows I'm home, he comes over, either one of us makes breakfast we eat together then I go shower as he washes the dishes.

I put on black addidas sweat pants and top and tie my hair as always then I go to the living room where I find him just aimlessly changing the channel. Our little routine is in place, but there is only one flaw to it. He is too quiet for my liking, it's like something is bothering him and he doesn't want to say.

I sit beside him on the sofa and watch him change the channels. It goes on for ten minutes when I decide to speak.

"What's wrong with you today?!", I am still staring at the tv

"Why ask?!", he doesnt look at me either.

"You haven't been speaking all morning, it's like something is bothering you", I turn and look at him.

"I just wanted to be with you today", he still isn't looking at me.

"You always want to be with me", I roll my eyes and he chuckles.

"I had a fight with my dad this morning",he finally looks at me, "I didn't want to keep staying at home so I came to the only person in the world that will always be here to for me.", my heart warms at this and I give him a soft smile.

He is the last child among five in his family, dad's favourite. But that's the problem, his father expects too much from him. Something he can't provide.

Walter's father expects Walter to be everything his brothers and sister were not. He wants Walter to be a reflection of him beside the similar look. And Walter doesn't.

Despite his quiet self, he's actually quite free spirited, likes outdoor work, adventure and freedom. His dad wants him to be the office type, straight and uptight man he himself is. I feel bad for him at times like this, they make his life hard.

"Hey! I'm sure everything will be okay soon", I hold his hand. "He is bound to understand someday just have a little faith and patience", I give his hand a reassuring squeeze and pull him to a hug.

"See why it's here I always come?", he speaks so softly it's almost a whisper. I just continue to pat his back soothingly. I might not have a solution to his problem, but I have all the comfort in the world for this angel that God gave me.

After that little talk, we fell back to the routine as always. Speaking about random things and laughing or making silly comments at the shows on tv.

I love Walter for one thing, and it's making me happy. He knows me inside out and he always knows just what I need to hear and when. I though, I don't always have the perfect solutions for him. But like I said, I have all the comfort for my best friend for the last ten years of my life.

"Aren't you hungry?!", he asks after a while.

"Well, as long as I don't have to go get the food, yes, I am very hungry!", I answer absent minded.

He rolls his eyes and gets up. He leaves to go buy some take out I guess. Why couldn't he just order? I shrug and continue watching the movie as I wait for him to comeback.

I have no idea how long he was gone, he came back with two paper bags and I was hit with the smell of food. Delicious,mouth watering goodness.

"What did you buy?! ", I ask as he sits back on the sofa

"Food", he answers as if that was the most obedient response causing me to smack his head.

"Ouch!!", but he still chuckles and I smile at his stupidity. He opens the bags and we eat together.

My life with this guy... perfect. I wouldn't trade him for anything in the world.

We watch more movies till it's late at night. I start feeling sleepy so I just stretch and lay my head on his lap. He begins to stroke my hair softly and I yawn before my eyes finally close.

"I love you, Laye."

AN~

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Love,laye.

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