Him and I

Harls Pov It was only 7 in the morning, just the way I like to do every morning in the summer, I was dressed in my yellow sundress outside enjoying the morning sunrise at the beach. Last night had been my best night ever, actually every night spent with Kyle Willows is always better than the last one. He is the best cuddle buddy I know, which is one of the reasons why we have been together for the past seven years. It’s not about that shaggy hair as dark as the midnight, nor does eyes so green that they remind me of the rainforest the one we visited for a school trip last month and absolutely it’s not because of his British accent though any girl would die to hear her man call her ‘’BAYB’’ instead of ‘’Babe’’ ‘’It’s a lovely morning, princess isn’t it?’’ he said wrapping his large arms around my smaller waist. Having him this close always gave me the butterflies, the very same ones I felt the first day I caught him staring me at in the school cafeteria. Guess what we also had a cute meeting just like those sweet little meet cutes in TV dramas, the girl walking through the lobby, bumping into the guy accidentally, she murmurs sorry getting down to pick her books, the boy who happens to be a gentleman also gets down to help the girl, while picking up the books, their hands accidentally touch sending electric waves throughout their bodies that they have each never felt before, their eyes meet, the girl adjusts her classes to get a clear view of the handsome boy. Guess what they both get lost into each other’s eyes, their hearts start beating faster than they have ever before and Tadaaa, it’s the start of a love story. Actually ours was a bit different because none of us wears glasses and also ours was a bit disastrous, extremely disastrous, instead of bumping into him and my books drop to the floor, I bumped into Kyle and pour an entire bowl of rice porridge on him. Poor guy! he had to go borrow an extra shirt that day. I still remember the wild look in his eyes. Everyone who was in the cafeteria was laughing at him even the teachers. My hands as a habit whenever I mess up came up to cover my mouth. I was so scared and I readied myself for whatever Mr. gorgeous was going to say. Oh Yes! Kyle was the most gorgeous boy at Westfield high and all the neighboring schools around. It’s no wonder he kept winning prom King each and every year yet he keeps rejecting the crown every year just because I don’t get to be queen. Honestly speaking, there are so many beautiful girls at school, sexier, gorgeous with curves, they ride good cars and have rich parents. So many of them have crushes on him, they use every chance they can to throw themselves at Kyle, they even beg to give him rides in their expensive Limos the ones I know I will die never seeing how they even look inside. One of them happens to be Natasha Jeffers, Westfield’s queen B, she even offered to buy him a car but still he shot her down. I do remember that day clearly, Kyle shot him that million dollar smile of his, which is number 105 why I fell for him. Yes, I have a list and so far it’s about to reach 120. Anyway, I was talking about Mr.’s Nats here. Her face sparkled up in joy , she even clapped her hands before grabbing his hand pulling him towards her own car. I stood a few steps away from them giving them their privacy since Miss Queen B had politely asked to speak with my boyfriend. She had some nerves to seduce my man right in front of me. And then who am I kidding, she is extremely rich, the mayor’s daughter, daddy would buy her anything she wants, she just has to point to it. She thinks she can have whatever she wants just because her family has the bills , that’s why she was even trying to buy my boyfriend. When Natasha touched Kyle’s arm I felt a strange feel of anger I had never felt before, I folded my fists in anger but hid them behind my back. I so much wanted to kill that b***h but who was I even winning, she had won me, money always wins yes it does, that’s why even my dad died almost too soon after the accident. No doctor or nurse wanted to even touch on him just because we had no money for treatment. At that moment tears started to fall from my eyes as I watched my dreamboat get into the b***h’s stupid fancy car. I knew that was it, he had chosen Ferrari over me. Oh! How I hate people with money, I hate them with all my life. They are horrible ugly monsters who only extract us the poor. I know not all of them are bad but the most I have met were all nothing but disgusting pigs. I took a deep breath, swallowed my pride, turned around slowly to my street the one which had the oldest, un modernized buildings in town , some looked like they were about to collapse anytime soon. I walked as fast as I could, tears flowing rapidly from my eyes. ‘’Harley, Harls baby, I heard Kyle call out to me. I could hear his footsteps chasing after me but I also doubled my speed. I wanted to run as fast as I could away from him. I wanted to go so far away so no one could see my tears. So many questions were running throughout my head but most of them were Why? Why? God, why was I born into a poor family? God, why are you keeping me alive to watch everything I ever loved being taken away from me, first my dad and now Kyle? I wondered to myself. ‘’Whoosh, I have to say, you’re such a fast runner?’’ my gorgeous fool commented hands on his knees, struggling to catch his breath. I was mad, yes I was angry but seeing him in that position for a moment had me wanting to actually burst into laughter instead when I opened my mouth I told him, ‘’Go away from me, Willows.’’ I was mad, extremely mad at that moment but how could I blame him, he was an orphan, he was dropped at Thiers Orphanage when he was only in a cradle and up to now 16, he still lived there with the old nuns and other children. At least I have a mother, even though she is honestly bad at being one. Yes, she used to be a very good one, she was very loving, caring and all those other motherly things but ever since dad died she turned into a stranger to me , the whole world and to herself, a bottle of beer and some cigarettes are her only best friend and not me her daughter. So if Kyle Willows would choose a Ferrari over his fatherless, extremely poor girlfriend I wouldn’t blame him but still it hurt. It hurt so much. ‘’Bayb, what’s wrong with you?’’ his smooth, husky voice asked making me melt. ‘’Just, stay away from me. Go to that rich new girlfriend of yours. Am sure she will buy you so much than just a car, a big beautiful house, am sure she will even persuade her daddy into sponsoring your college education, am sure you too will have a very grand wedding, am sure she will also give you beautiful kids,’’ I muttered between sobs, counting each and everything on my fingers. It hurt, it hurt so much. Actually what I had just finger counted up was our dream. Finishing high school we are about to do, go to college which is for him, he has sources that can help him go further for his MBA, where as I have no chance, no hope of ever going further, If I even talk about it to my mom, she will for sure call me ungrateful like she always does and even throw me out of the house, all my dreams lied in Kyle’s and now that it seemed like he was about to leave me, it was the most pain I had ever gotten, the one I was feeling then. He stood straight and started walking to me, slow and collected in his steps. ‘’Harls, I love you so much, No one can ever replace you. You are my future Mrs. Willows, mother to my Charlie and Hanny’’ Charlie and Hanny those are the names we came up for our firstborns, actually we do want twins first and Kyle for some reason trusts his capability in putting them inside me, our very first time together. We do kiss, hug, do a little make out sometimes but no s*x, we are saving that for marriage and most especially because none of us wants to use condoms and pills and also the major reason is that we don’t want to bring in little versions of us that we won’t be ready to take care of. It’s funny how we planned everything out barely two years in the relationship. Giving birth to our twins Charlie and Hanny, a simple family car, it didn’t have to be expensive what mattered is that we and our eight kids that we are planning to give birth to fit in, a house, not a mansion, growing up in very miserable lives taught us to want what is enough and be grateful to God for it. But of course never trust a boy you know is even better looking than you are, extremely attractive and alluring to both younger and older women. Giving him my heart was a mistake but a mistake I don’t regret since I enjoyed every minute and every second spent with him. I shall forever keep those memories in my heart. ‘’I love you my little pretty Mrs. Willows.’’ I growled before walking away as he pulled me close to him making me look into those eyes I felt as though I couldn’t be strong no more, I felt like I had the weight of the whole World every moment. ‘’Bayb, why are you crying?’’ ‘’Because you’re lying and it hurts so bad to hear something you want to be true.’’ ‘’Love, I’m not lying, you’re my one and only, you are the only woman I want to become my wife, though you still a girl.’’ Haha, trust Kyle Willows with his sense of humor, he can make you laugh uncontrollably even with tears in your eyes. This is one more thing I love about him, his sense of humor. I cried more before placing my hand on his cheek as he placed his forehead against mine as we both stood there in silence. ‘’That girl, offered to buy you, your own Ferrari, you sure you are not tired walking this poor not so beautiful girl to school and back.’’ ‘’Why would that bother me? After all I love you to the moon and back, so why shouldn’t I escort you my precious gem, I don’t want those spoilt brats stealing you away from me.’’ I chuckled looking him deeper in the eyes, seeing right through him, I could see that what he was saying was the truth, he really did love me so much. ‘’Am scared of ever losing you Kyle, I love you too much.’’ ‘’I know bayb, I also love you so much baby girl,’’ he rested his lips on my forehead for a good few seconds before kissing the top of my head. ‘’Always keep one thing in your mind princess, Am yours now and forever’’