The First Time (A Nigerian Love Story)

05. Insecurities

DEBBIE'S POV

'Timini Peters.' I pronounced out loud. His name sounded so delicious and oddly familiar.

My heart was literally beating faster than they ever have and my palms were clammy. Biting my lip and scrolling through his pictures, I still couldn't believe I found him. I didn't even remember where I pressed on the computer to get to where I was.

He was as hot as i had seen earlier, even hotter to be very honest. He was tall, 6"4 from what was written about him. He was huge with broad shoulders, twice of mine. He had this face that would stop you in your tracks and make you stare with prominent cheekbones and a well-defined chin and nose. His eyes were a deep dark brown with eye brows, which sloped downwards in a serious expression. He looked much older in the picture and it was really driving me crazy.

I had a lot in mind that I wanted to check about him now that I knew his full name but now was not the time because I was going to take my time with his pictures.

My brows furrowed in deep concentration as I scrolled down. Most of the pictures i saw were of him clad in expensive looking business suits worth thousands of dollars and other cooperate outfits. Oh Lord is this someone's son ?

There were few pictures of him advertising some gasoline and petroleum products and some casual pictures that were gotten from his Instagram account.

There was a shirtless pic. I clicked on it as fast I could and I raised my eyebrows. Woah woah woah.

He was only putting on a fitted briefs that was showing off the size of his crotch and mehn it was huge. Fuck! His exposed torso and biceps were oily and he looked smoking hot.
He was also not aggressively fit. His body was just well defined.

I scrolled to another picture not before saving the previous one. The next one was a close up picture. He was holding a beard oil with his strong large hands and the other hand was below his bearded chin. I scrolled through his other pictures and did not miss one. i just couldn't.

My fingers hurt from the way i was constantly chewing on it, something i did whenever i was eager to know about something. After few hundreds of pictures and videos of him mostly advertising his products, i scrolled to the news aspect of him.

There was a biography of him and i eagerly clicked on it. It displayed everything about him. Apparently, he was a 27 years old man, seven years older than me i thought. He was from Lagos state, Ikorodu and he graduated with a first class degree in Petroleum Engineering from the University of Lagos, Akoka five years ago. He headed his family business in which his dad was also an engineer before he passed away seven years ago and since then it had been one of the most successful engineering companies in the country.

His relationship status was yet to be known and was claimed to be the most asked questions but he informed the press whenever they asked that he did not want to talk about his personal matters.

I scrolled down more and saw some pretty interesting things about him. Like he said wanted to be a pianist before he had to take over his dad's company and had always played the piano at a very young age. That meant he knew how to play the piano. He was only more attractive.

I was really eager to know more about his relationship status so i would know my fate from now, like i knew my fate now self. I didn't even know if i was still going to see him again. And men like him would have ladies surrounding and drooling over him, sooo..

Opening another tab, i typed in 'Timini Peter's Girlfriend in the search bar and waited patiently for it to load, still biting my fingers. Like i said, my network was really slow so minutes later, pictures of him with several girls was displayed on the screen.

I held my breath and clicked on one. He was holding hands with a very beautiful woman and they were smiling at each other. My stomach churned in a funny way. That must be his girlfriend.

I scrolled to another picture and it was of the both of them in a beach. She took a selfie of the both of them sitting on the under a beach umbrella and she was smiling brightly showing her perfect pearl white teeth. My face fell, my teeth was not as white as that.

The bikini bra she was wearing was doing little to hiding her big bosom. I scrolled angrily to another picture, it was of her standing beside the beach and it was a full picture. There was no single hair on her body and her caramel skin was glowing in the sun. There was no ounce of fat, her ultra tiny waist, no stretch marks or dark spots. Even her bikini line was as smooth as a baby's skin. Of course, it was women like this Timini went for. Perfect, beautiful and sophisticated.

Shaking my head, i could never be like her. Never. I mean she was a fully developed beautiful woman and i was just a girl with a lot of insecurities and flat chest.

I exited the page and shut down my laptop. Why was i not just as beautiful as her. Why were there so many hairs on my body. Why was my breasts not as perky and full as hers and why was my body not smooth and stretch marks free?

I thought of how beautiful her body looked and my eyes burned. My mum always praised me of how young and beautiful I was and my best friend scolded me whenever I body shamed myself but i just feel like they said it to make me feel better. I was not pretty or hot like other girls that were in my secondary school and all i wanted to do was hide myself from the world and wear hoodies forever.

I shut the window blinds and climbed into my bed burying myself under my duvet. Minutes later, i was fast asleep dreaming away about Timini and how hot I looked beside him clad in a hot red bikini suit.