Me and Him

Secrets

I tried to recover it from her hand quickly, but one of Yvonne’s friends pushed me onto my bed, I

sat and heard them read over my love letter to him laughing. A tear fell from my eyes, at that

moment, Yvonne guest that this wasn’t fun anymore-A true friend-I thought. She made them stop

then returned my diary to me. I looked at them, they had stopped laughing now and they seemed

sympathetic, well at least some of them did. Then, they sat down next to me and wanted me to

relate to them the whole story, damn it, I hate such situations and how girls like details, I swear I

had to tell them almost everything, when I was finished, one of the friends took my phone and

texted him. I didn’t know this until I saw a call and right over it, was his name flushing right below

it. First of all, I was confused, I mean, he didn’t have my number how can he call. So I didn’t pick

it but excused myself to go outside, against protests from all the other girls for me to pick up the

phone while there so they can hear our conversation. After the first missed call, I opened the charts

read the text Yvonne’s friend had sent to him,

“Hello, it's me, your crush, I wanna lay it down for you, rock our world till you go crazy, I wanna

do it with you, so dirty like no one has ever done for you before, this weekend, your place, deal?”

SHIT, s**t, s**t…. someone kill me right now. What the hell will I tell him? I tried to come up

with a reason and found none. Ok, I tried to calm myself down, I thought of going inside and

confronting Yvonne and her friends, it didn’t prove to help me at all, then I ran, up the rooftop. I

don’t actually remember why I went there but I found myself there, looking down and feeling like

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I could just jump and get it over with. But I didn’t, I tried to calm down, maybe I’ll tell him that

that was a text meant for someone else, but for who? What if he asked if I have a boyfriend? What

if he gets angry at me? My panic increased. I tried to think, fast, but nothing came, it was just me

and some consideration that well, deep down, really deep down, at a certain corner inside me I

wanted to say the exact same thing, it was just that I couldn’t because I was too shy to say it and

would not have pressed send in the first place. So I cooled down, waited for the worse to happen,

or better still, for him to call me again, and he didn’t, maybe he grew tired of calling without an

answer or thought that I was drunk. And right as I was thinking, he sent me a text

“Whatever you use, you should really consider reducing the dosage”

I smiled, then found myself laughing. And in that time, I realized that he was the only one who,

under certain situations would make me happy without me even realizing it. And I loved him more

for that. I got courage, though my worries to write back to him

“I just take enough to turn me crazy”

Then I waited for him to respond, the anxiety that came with the waiting was not worthy of it, I

remember looking over my watch after each second and still finding no text. Then the normal

seconds turned into minutes and he didn’t text me back. I grew impatient and went back to my

initial hurt state. After close to fifteen minutes of waiting, I gave up on him and walked down the

stairs to the house, Then I took my bag and walked out. Don’t ask where I was going, of course,

it's my recharge point. You know how all of you have that place where you go to recharge back

your energy and laugh points? Yeah well, that my home. It’s the place that I go to whenever I feel

so low. Just seeing my dad and mum makes everything better. I spent the whole weekend at home

and when I finally came back, Yvonne had moved on from our previous fight and she was back to

being my roommate but now, a roommate who knew my deepest secret. The next day was on

Monday so I had to look nice, of course, we were still on our tit for tat game so, I rocked freeze

and shine like a b***h. Ooh sorry, wrong language (read: bee). I entered into class and the first

thing that went straight into my head was ‘what the hell?’. Ok, I knew we decided to tit for tat each

other but ‘crushy’ was so classy today I felt like doing exactly what was on that text the other day.

He wore a bow tight suits (guys how do you call these suits, I don’t know, I could have written it,

trust me, and Google isn’t helping me either). And there he was with his charming smile, damn it!

I had to strain myself from looking at him to avoid his charm from taking me. I sat down, this time

at the front, if he was going to kill me with his charm and sexiness, I was also going to do the

same, let's see who will give up today. “game on’ I whispered when I sat down and looked directly

at him.

Now my plan was amazing, I keep distracting him as long as I can keep it up and at last, emerge

the winner. The good thing with guys is that their bonier always give them up. He can’t be turned

on secretly. Funny right? no? come on let’s agree that’s funny, yes? No? ok, whatever!. Now the

thing I didn’t stop to consider about this plan of mine was that a few of my classmates were at my

house last Friday and if you kind of forgot, they now know things about me, things I wanted to

keep to myself to the grave. I gave up, so I didn’t play any trick that day. For the first time, because

I wanted to play it low, I listened to what he taught and came to realize that he was actually a good

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lecturer, he knew how to teach, he taught well, or maybe it’s because of something else that I was

feeling? I don’t know, maybe, maybe not. As the lesson came to an end, I took my phone and

texted him.

‘I wanna see you’

I saw his face when he looked at the text amidst giving his last remarks for the class and I felt

happy. He did this thing with his face that makes him lit up and I felt the warmth get from him to

me. After class, I followed him to his office. Suspicious, I know, but I had to tell him something,

and also, I wanted to know why he didn’t reply to my text the last time we texted. I wanted to

know why he decided to rock hot and sexy when he knew very well that that was my thing. He

ushered me in, closed the door behind me, then placed his backpack on the table. He came to the

door, where I was still standing looking at him look classy, and pushed me to the door, I felt his

hands go through my waist, and he came right to me for a kiss, I pushed him away! s**t, s**t,