We Don't Choose Love

Chapter 12

Liyana

Since it is mid March, it is starting to get chilly because of Autumn. I decided to dress in some sweatpants, long sleeve oversized t-shirt and some Nike sneakers. I braided my hair using brown extensions and I decided to make my braids short, just past my shoulder.

Lizzie being overly dramatic, she walks into the lecture room wearing a huge winter jacket. She comes to sit next to me energetically, "Morning my friend." She kisses my cheek, "Hey Lizzie."

"Like your new hairstyle, brings out your face and nice way to hide that groot (big) love bite that Mr. Hot gave you. So anyway what you wanted to tell me?" She asks, taking off her jacket. If only she knew how big the hickey is.

"Don't be dramatic please." She places her hand on her chest, may I just add... dramatically as usual. Oh goodness, is it really a good idea to tell Lizzie about Shuiab being my boyfriend, she is just naturally dramatic.

"Lizzie!" She raises her hands up in surrender and a sly smile appears on her face, "I'm not that dramatic, you make it seem like as if I'm crazy." I chuckle, taking out my notebook for maths. "You'd be surprised. Anyway I wanted to show you something." I cautiously move my braids away from my neck where the giant hickey is. She immediately gasps and moves back in pure surprise.

I look how Lizzie's features emphasise her emotions, her heart shaped face, small pink lips and light green eyes she definitely took from her father's side since he is half white. She is extremely beautiful and it makes me wonder why she doesn't have a boyfriend.

"Joh! Joh! Joh! Quasimodo of Notre Dame, what the hell was Shuiab doing to your neck? It looks so freaking huge, oh my gosh. You were about to become a vampire feast." This causes a few people to look at us with confusion. I immediately cover my hickey after the whole world heard about my freaky adventure from Lizzie.

"I told you not to be dramatic." She claps her hands in a ratchet way, "That man was fucking hooorny!! Like what fuck, he wasn't joking at all. He was going HAM on that pretty neck of yours. He was just like hum, hum... You know." Tears are coming out of my eyes because of the way I'm laughing so hard at Lizzie. This girl always makes my day. I never know what she will say.

"Windvogel, shut up!" She starts laughing also, "So did you guys do the nasty?" I feel my ears burning up at the question. "No, we kind of like dry humped each other." She widens her eyes and shakes her head.

"You guys are like Standard Bank, you keep on moving forward." If I die of laughter, I know who to blame in my afterlife. "And then Saturday, he asked me to be his girlfriend and I said yes."

Her mouth drops open in shock, "Oh my gosh, I'm so happy for you. Wow, you girl are doing your thing." Lizzie hugs me excitedly. "Have you told Aaliyah about this? She deserves to know!" How will I tell Aaliyah this?

Oh Aaliyah, well you know the love of your life, Shuiab. He sort of asked me out and now I'm his girlfriend. I really like him so please don't be angry that I went for him.

Yeah, that isn't a pretty thing to say. Lizzie sighs, tying her curly black hair into a messy curly bun. "Judging by your endearing silence my vriend(friend), you haven't told her at all, have you?"

"Honestly I don't know how to approach it." I admit and Lizzie laughs slightly. "Liyana, you really like this guy. He makes you happy, isn't that suppose to make Aaliyah happy for you guys? I'm sure in the beginning she will be in shocked but true friends don't let guys come between them."

Why is Lizzie always right? I smile at her for a while, I'm really lucky to have her as a friend. The lecturer starts talking, catching our attention and the class quiets down as we listen to him...