Chapter 7: Chapter 7

4months later....

VICTORIA'S POV...

"Congrats darling." My aunt said to me and I smiled

"Thank you ma." I told her.

God my cheek is paining me ooo. Since morning I've been smiling. Kini śè fè pa mi ni?(what, do you want to kill me?)

"Temmy, come lets go and snap picture." I heard Ola say to me and I nodded.

I'm guessing you're thinking it's my birthday day, but no, it's not my birthday. It's something else. Something very dope and so not weird.

It's my matriculation day!!!

Yes I gained admission into LAGOS STATE UNIVERSITY(LASU)

And I'm studying psychology.

And if I hear any motherfucker say I'm a psyco I am so...

"C'mon smile." Ola broke me out of my thoughts and I smiled as commanded.

Fine, today's a day I can never forget. But it's also a stressful day I can never forget. My mum insisted that we throw a party. And trust me, a Yoruba woman throwing a party in Nigeria is a big deal. Even people you don't know would be invited.

I mean who's the weird looking guy eating a piece of cake like that....oh, sorry that was my cousin.

Don't mind me.

But still, I can't wait for this party to end.

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8:28pm

When I'm finally out of that frustrating dress I was forced to wear throughout today and already in a very comfortable jean trouser and sleeveless shirt.

I head back to the sitting room. Every other person that came to visit me had already gone home...well excluding Ola.

He insists I escort him.

And now, even with all the stress, I find myself accompanying him to my street bus stop.

"Why did you talk me into this kind of situation?" I sighed and he chuckled

"That's how you pay me for missing lectures for one week."

He was supposed to go back to ilorin. A week ago. Where his actual university is.

But because of me and my matriculation, he had to stay.

Now I'm paying back by walking him to my bus stop.

"So..." He trailed off when we reached my destination.

Wait, he's nervous. Why is he nervous?

"I guess this is it. We'll meet at the end of the semester." I said

"I'll miss you." He took a step forward.

Okay. Now I'm nervous.

He took my hands in his and I bit my lower lip.

"Temmy, you're already in the university, which means you'll need a boyfriend."

"No, I won't." I corrected

"Yes. You will, now stop interrupting me." He retorted and I nodded.

"I'm letting you go, you are free to have as many boyfriend as you want, free to go out with as many guys you want, free, to kiss any guy, free to fuck...well don't fuck as many guy as you want that could lead to major problems. But you're still free...but on one condition....after everything, after it all. You're gonna come back to me and date me and I'm gonna propose to you and you'll say yes, and I'll marry you." He said.

Okay that's deep.

"I thought you were sure we would end up getting married?"

"I was, but now you're in the university and you'll meet people. A guy can beat me in proposing to you. But remember, you're mine. I'm yours. Nothing else between."

"Ola." That was a big promise to keep.

"Please, Temmy, I've not really told you before, but you know I love you. I'll always love you."

Oh blood of Jesus.

Did he just say that or am I hearing something else.

I turned my head to look behind me to know if there is another TEMMY behind me. But he turned my cheek to face him again.

"It's you I'm talking to." He smiled and I gulped.

"Um...okay, if that's how life wants it to be, then let it be so." I smiled back.

The next thing that happened blew my mind...

Yes he did.

Ola drew me nearer and closed the gap between us.

Oh God.

I felt his button lip in mine. A kiss. I'm actually involving myself in a kiss. It's a dream come true.

Keep quiet and kiss back.

Oh. Right. I have to kiss back.

Subconsciously, I brought my hands around his neck and returned the motion as his hands curled on my waist.

This feels good, I'm not gonna lie.

We both let go for a second, trying to catch our breath. Then I closed the gap again. This is my first and I'm gonna make it last.

With a groan, Ola kissed back. This time it wasn't this I'm not so sure about this type of kiss, this was a soft but demanding kiss. It was deep and searing and...oh my God, I think I'm going crazy.

Moments later, we parted. And I sucked in breath.

"Sorry if I stole your first kiss." He apologized

Was it that obvious?

"How'd you know it was..."

"You told me." He said and I nodded

Course I did.

"Should I take you back home? I don't want you walking alone at night."

He never changes.

But I like... no, I love him like that.