chapter 18 : Netflix, pizza and wine

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Victor also froze and his eyes met mine, Belinda was actually very confused when I stopped walking, so was the other dude victor was with, I guess Belinda noticed cause she told me she had to pee and left immediately. Victor was still standing facing me, he has this look of hurt and at the same time remorse combined with anger, i tried engaging in a conversation with him but immediately he walked passed me, this time pure hatred was conveyed on his face.

I was heartbroken with the look on his face, I know that I hurt him but he was the one that left me, I ought to have been angry but he's making it seem like everything is my fault. Surprisingly the cinema was full, I tried looking for Belinda but I was still clouded with thoughts that I didn't even know when I bumped into a guy with drinks and snacks.

Everything spilled on the ground, and on both our shirts, that brought me back real quick to reality.

"Omg I'm so sorry" I apologised quickly as I tried removing the chips and greasy stain of the guys shirt with the napkin I was holding, I felt his muscles tense due to my actions immediately I realised that was so inappropriate and weird and that I had gathered an audience with my action.

The look on the guys face was filled with shock as he had one of his eyebrows raised in the sense that what the fuck am I doing, and what kinda dude carries a napkin around, I felt slightly embarrassed as I apologised again

"I'm sorry man, my bad, permit me to replace your shirt and your food" I said politely

" No problem, you also had your shirt stained, were both at fault" he replied me still a bit shocked

" No no, please I'll like to replace the shirt, I should replace it please, I insist" I said to he as I hand him another napkin as we both wipe our shirt of the greasy stains.

We got to a mall near the cinema, where clothes are sold, he chose a shirt and went to change in the changing room. When he came out that was when I really noticed his looks and everything, he was about 6ft 3 a bit taller than I was, more muscular, with full beards and full pink lips, he had thick brows that looks so perfect on him, his jeans trouser was well fitted on him, he literally looked like a god in all those foreign movies. This black dude was hell fine!.

What was I thinking?, am I okay?, I can't just go around looking at dude's weirdly this is Nigeria, worst case scenario I could be beaten up real bad, I have to control my self. He walked up to me

" Em thanks for the shirt, forget about the food, I'm very grateful for this, few people in this country would do what you just did, besides I was the one at fault, I'm fola by the way" he extends his hand forward and I politely take it

" I'm fred and once again I apologize, you should get going, you're here with a guest right"

" Yeah" he looks up and sights a lady " oh, she's over there, thanks alot".

As he walks out to the lady standing across the mall that must be his girlfriend I say to my self, why do I have the thought that he's gay, Nigeria is a very hard place to be among the lgbtq community, all they show people over here is hate and of course you could be charged taken to jail for fourteen good years.

I shake off the thought of fola, as I sight Belinda across the mall looking slightly disappointed and worried, I walk up to her
" hey Bella, you look pale, I'm sorry I kept you waiting" I said placing my hand on her shoulder and sitting on a bench beside her,

"I was so worried I looked all over for you before I got your message that you're here, we missed the movie" she stated with a disappointing tone.
I moved closer to her and held her hand " awwwn I'm so sorry Bella, we can watch another movie".
She suddenly brightens up " I have an idea, let's spend the rest of the day watching movies on Netflix, I have amazing movies, them maybe at night we'll order maybe pizza and wine, I'll be sleeping over tonight".

I smile at her sudden change in emotion " well no problem Linda, besides you always have a say, who am I to say no", immediately she starts smacking me by the side " stop it Freddy you know I hate being called Linda".

I stand up swiftly away from her and scream Linda she angrily but playfully chases me until she meets up with me and we exit the mall for home.

I'm truly shipping bella×freddy, but I'm not so sure that ship name will ever exist. Why?...Freddy is 100% gay or is he not?

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