Friday , November 16 2018
Home / Teen Drama / Love Struck – Chapter Eight

Love Struck – Chapter Eight

  “I KISSED HER”
     

“Did you love the movie?” I asked.
“Yeah, it was hilarious,” she replied.

   I was really happy she loved the movie. I wanted to look cool, so I held her hands as we walked and she seemed fine with it. We decided to walk home and unexpectedly it started rain. We quickly ran and found shelter at a nearby shop which had closed for the day. I pictured an image in my mind I had gotten from a foreign movie. When rain falls and two people went out, they usually kiss in the rain. But if I took her back in the rain and tried such, I’m liable to receive a slap.

“If I had known, I would have worn a jacket”
‘That implied she was feeling cold,” I said to myself.
“Oh, you can have mine.” I handed it over to her slowly.
“Thanks.”
‘I’m gonna freeze to death,’ I thought.

   It didn’t look like it was gonna stop raining anytime soon, so I suggested we walked home like that and she gladly complied. The road we muddy, so our foot got soaked in wet soil. We got to her dorm first and everywhere was really dark.

“The rain probably caused a minor blackout.” I said muttering. It was getting really cold as time passed by.
“Yeah, thanks for the jacket.” She returned it back to me. I just held it with my left hand, seeing how wet it was.
“I guess this I goodnight”
“Yeah, goodnight.”

   I turned around and started walking, ‘Should I, Should I not?’ I asked myself. I finally made up my mind, walked back and kissed her.
Her warm breath, her cold lips, slowly pressing against mine. She was grasping for air. The both of us seemed lost for a moment. It was though the kissing shouldn’t stop. If only life worked that way.

“Um, sleep well,” I said with a low voice
“Sure I will, you too,” Paula replied, smiling at me.
   I smiled and went home.

———————-—————————-

“John! Open the door,” I yelled.
“I’m coming, don’t break the door.”
   Water was dripping from my body and clothes.
“Did you take a dive in river niger?” John asked sarcastically.
“Very funny. I need a towel.”
“Help yourself out”
 
John never ceased pestering me and in a way, I kinda got used to it.

“Gist me, what happened?” He asked curiously.
“Nothing much, the rain fucked things up,” I responded.
“But you got to watch the movie at the cinema?” He asked.
“Yeah, we did.”
“So…..did you do it?”
“Do what?” I asked in an innocent manner.
“Kiss her of course”
“I might have,” I smiled.
“That’s my boy,” he said as the patted me on the back.
 
I didn’t know what he gained from it but he seemed to be enjoying it.

“Now we just have to wait ’till tomorrow,” he said.
“Why?” I asked curiously.
“Well, her attitude towards you tomorrow will tell you whether she wants to walk under the rain in mud with you or not,” he laughed.
“I don’t understand you,” I said in a baffled manner.
“Goodnight bro”
‘How do I put up with this guy?’ I asked myself.
  
The cold weather left me in an unpleasant state, as did John’s statement. There was some sense to what he said.

‘I guess I’ll just have to wait ’till tomorrow,’ I said to myself.

Written by Praise Osawaru
Instagram @wordsmithpraise

About Praise

Praise Osawaru is a poet and writer of fiction and creative nonfiction. He's also a blogger and content developer.

Check Also

Love Struck – Chapter Twenty

    “Memory Loss” John drops his phone and rushes to my side. Paula holds …

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *