<MAKE UP>
                                   I breathed in as I raised my folded fist, hitting it on Jamil's thick wooden door, thrice. I could hear the sound of an action movie from the television and I knocked harder, so they would hear it. 
                              "Hold on". I heard Jamil say, and I sucked in a breath nervously.
                                  Here goes......
                              "Yes?" He opened the door and on seeing me, he slightly raised his brows in surprise. "Hey..... Queen...." He said dryly, looking around me for God knows what!
                              "Can we talk?.." I whispered, looking up at his searching face.
                              "Uhm..." he scratched his head. "Yeah. Come in," he paved the way and I entered, uttering 'thanks'.
                                   We both sat down together on the sofa and he kept staring at me with raised eyebrows. But I was not looking at him. I just could not.
                              "Hey..." He called my attention softly, switching off the TV and I hummed at him obliviously.
                              "What?" I suckled on my lower lip and he smiled spontaneously at my reaction.
                              "Don't do that", he giggled wryly, shaking his head.
                                   Really? Like really? On coming here, I had expected Jamil to be mad or sober at me for what happened between us but he seem relaxed and comfortable around me. There is this one feeling that marvels me around Jamil and I just cannot tell what it is. 
                              "Sorry," he said and I realized that I have been gazing at him endlessly.
                              "What?" I shyly looked away.
                              "I said...."
                              "Sorry?" I completed with a skeptical look on my face, making it sound like a question which I did not mean it to.
                                  Shit!
                              "What?" He asked, wide eyed. Waiting to hear the same words again I guess.
                                   I slowly looked down on my feet in shame. "Sorry," I whispered again.
                              "For..... What?!" He shrugged, his eyes still on me.
                                   Seriously?!-
                              "you know if you should be saying that to me, you really need to look into my eyes." He stated and I glanced at him.
                              "I heard what happened between you and Hero. Jamil am so sorry for accusing you wrongly. I never thought Hero was capable of something like that. I should've believed you." I said plaintively.
                              "But you didn't Queen. Its like the point right? I think that's OK" he simply said, gazing at me.
                              "Jamil please be mad at me for once. I guess I just...."I sighted his bandaged fist and he slowly put it behind his back.
                              "What did you do?"
                              "Nothing. It's non of your business."
                              "You know Ali already told me everything. You fought with him. Jamil you didn't have to do that, WAEC is coming up and now you're suspended". I said worriedly.
                              "Don't Queen. This isn't about you. Maybe it was, but he implicated me. I didn't deserve that". He threw his hands in the air.
                              "He's not worth your strength."
                                   he chuckled, "Yea. Maybe sometimes you should try listening to me. I told you he was into you. Remember?"
                              "Yes. But I choose you. I always will" I teased and he gazed at me in surprise.
                                      
                                   
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Insipired (chasing sunset☀)
Teen Fictionshe always wished she could be like the rest of her mates. With feelings at least, but being the biggest loser in heavendale, Queen found that impossible. With a sickness to handle and her whole messed up- not messed up life, do you think she will r...
 
                                               
                                                  