Chioma
Weird.
That was what I thought when I got into Joseph's house. He said he had siblings that were all younger than him. Note sibling s. Not one,not two. How was he now the only one in the house? He said they had all went out. One to a friend's house. Another at some lesson. The other he didn't know of the whereabout. So he's the only one without a life. I set to focus on the real reason why I was here.
He said he likes me
In my mind I thought LOL. Chioma a boy likes you. I'm sure he wants to sleep with you. That was the only thing in my head or rather the only thing my mother put in my head.
"So want to talk about about your confession this evening?",I said putting on a brave face like his confession did not bother me. Like I did not feel a certain happiness that he liked me.
"What about it? I said I like you so that's it. Nothing more except you want something more",he replied rather non-challantly like it was something he did everyday.
He said he liked me twice today. I felt the inside of my cheeks burning. No frigging way did I want more. My mother would beat me to death. But on the bright side of things it would help me accomplish my mission.
Evelyn said it. Chioma for a pretty smart girl you're also very foolish if you think of doing this.
They said to always listen to your heart but this time I listened to my brain thinking 'it's not that bad'.
"Yeah Joseph I want something more."
"Alright. Chioma would you be my grilfriend?"
"Yes",I said this lacking enthusiasm. I thought that I'd squeal when asked out for the first time.
"This isn't what I planned but it is what it is. Netflix and Chill babe?"
He 'babed' me. Holy cheese and crackers.
He said we should go up to his room that the air was much cooler instead and being the innocent girl that I was I didn't think about anything else like an ulterior motive. Part of which was because I thought of him like a tool. My lab rat that I'd use in this experiment.
In the room I practically felt like the air was hotter. It was like our breaths were louder and my head was spinning. I felt sick.
The movie he picked out didn't help either. It was a horror movie and I'd occasionally jump even though my mind wasn't into it.
Then he took my hand.
Holy shit.
I thought holy shit not only because he took my hand but because I lost track of time.
8:36pm.
My mother wouldn't be home till like 10:30pm but I had broken the rules. The first one to never go out after school except on an errand. The second one to never be out after 6pm. Sucks right? But I followed it like it was a commandment in the Bible because I felt like I would be sinning against her.
"Joseph I have to go",I said picking up my things and adjusting myself.
"It's not even late yet C."
"It's late for me J",I replied somewhat irritated that he wasn't panicking like I was.
"Alright just hold on."
He progressed towards me and I could feel every hair on my body rise. I felt his breathe on my lips and our noses touching. My heart quickened it's pace. That's when it happened. His lips were on mine and it felt weird. It tasted like popcorn. Caramel popcorn. Ew. Then he pushed his tongue into my mouth and I allowed it. It was everything. I felt like I was on heaven. But motherfucker TIME. I broke the kiss and I was suddenly embarrassed. Maybe he thought it was bad. I checked the time again and it was almost 9pm. Well it felt like forever.
After I left I began to make my way back home. The streets were dark and not much people were on it. I used my phone torch so I could see clearly. I silently thanked God that his house wasn't that far. I swear that I literally ran thinking 'God what have I done' but then she doesn't get back home till in an hour and thirty minutes.
I put my personal key in the key hole grateful that she wasn't back yet and I whispered a silent 'praise goodness' only for the worst to happen. There she was. On that chair with a stick in her hand. I mentally fainted.
••••••••••••••••••••Dun dun din
I swear I meant for it to be 1k but then I wanted suspense😅😭
I feel this is turning into a sappy romance😪
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