LOVE? YA, THAT'S SO OBSESSION!

CHAPTER ONE*

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EFYA GWENIBOAT'S POV

"Look who came today as a fan of Jamie Grace, me (I) did, I came single, but... Not ready to mingle, I'm on flirty dirty vacation today!" Nancy reached for the magazine whiles rolling herself onto the bed...

"Oh no... No no no !" Sandra yelled whiles keeping a tap on her phone, seems something needed attention over there.

She pulled Nancy over, which I felt was bias, whereas Obaa Milli retouched her make up in front of the mirror, while swaying her shoulders to the rhythm coming from downstairs.

Nancy cupped her lips as they both stared at me seeming perturbed by the content, and the fact that they kept their eyes on me, got curiosity embracing my heart ever so tightly...

"What is that? Does it have anything to do with me? Let me see?" As I paced calmly for it, Sandra took the liberty to update me on the content.

"Brad is at the gate now! I mean right now... This very mome..." rolling outa my astonishment, and considering all that could undo this right here, I sharply interrupted..."How is that possible, when did he return? What does he want here anyway? Did anybody invite him behind my back?"

"Girl who's gon'do that to you? I didn't and I'm sure Theo wouldn't, he was somehow close with Nancy back then!" Milli deflected towards Nancy,  darting my eyes towards her almost immediately, I narrowed them at her and folded my arms, technically, demanding an explanation from her now.

"Far from it, Efya, he's here for the keys to the apartment you rented out! Brad is the new tenant?" Sandra clarified, as I became the defendant of my own case. But how is that possible? The name I received wasn't that of Brad, did he? No, no! He wouldn't, I may be overthinking now.

"Sorry Nancy, almost got you implicated! What are you going to do now? Should we let him in?" Millicent inquired, " No! I'mma take care of this outside, I will be right back!" I sighed, rubbing my forehead.

Today is Milli's bachelorette party and we slept over to mark it, who thought Theo would actually marry her?

We have been friends since our primary school days and the three of us haven't had any stable relationship over the years.

Luckily, I only dated once, Sandra broke up with her third a month ago and Nancy "the heart wrecker ", what to do with this girl? She follows her own principles.

As I slummed the door behind me, I could hear them singing their complains behind the door, but the most I could hear was the knocking sound emerging from the collision of my heels and the tiles.

Brad and I had a thing which quite unfortunately, ended two years ago, we met a few months before my twenty second birthday, and  broke up over equal months estimative, as before my birthday.

And I'm still in the dark of the reason for our separation, peeping through my speculating mind to the world around me I took notice of some of the guests screaming out for rooms with their actions.

"Hey get a room people! Seriously?" One bold middle aged man, yelled out to a couple of them who had seized the corridor, I thought this was young couples business too.

"Excuse me! Coming through, coming through! Give way boss, seriously it would help if you could take up the washroom instead, since you can't afford a room! That's where no one will bother you!" I vented on a couple in the hallway... Actually I'm quite observant you see, as a writer, I believe it's a natural nerve.

I didn't come across just one or two, those almost swallowing each other, leaning against walls and corners, made me quite uncomfortable, in my mind I had a microphone directing their attention towards us singles but, of course they are at "Liberty ville", where each one is for himself.

"Take caution man! Some of us are still single it's a party not a porn site!" One nice faced guy pleaded, whoa! He is too hot to be single, he winked directly at me and I subconsciously pinched him a smirk, what the... Did I just do that, I mean?

As much as that was unexpected and warm, I'm not in the mood to flirt, I may as well be Nancy now, and a fan of Jamie Grace's song wait it out, single though, not ready to mingle.

I haven't taking notice of any guy since our break up, and it ain't like I still have hopes on us getting back together again, relationships could be a burden.

Calculating my last ten steps towards the gate, I subconsciously limited the speed at which I was pacing towards it, whiles thinking: how am I going to face him now? Though he left me, yet it feels, as if it was a fault of mine, why did he return anyway, and " why would he rent my space under a disguise?" I blurted undertone, What is his motive?

I continued, upon nearing the gate, Meghan Trainor's 'like I'm gonna lose you' song, shuffled, can it get any worse than it is already? I hesitantly reached for the gate when an unidentified person yanked it towards me.

I was left frozen in my spot, what my wish would have been at that close call minute, ran towards me without hesitation, a super hero pulled me in a hug, not spairing a second for an accident.

I released the breath I had no idea I was holding all this time unto the chest accommodating me now, with a little hesitation, I looked up to his face, and... It was him!