I’m really uneasy. What happened in dates? I don’t know what I’ll do. I’m already dressed up in my jeans, crocheted tank top and buckle up boots. It’s still 30 minutes early but… Oh, God. I picked up my phone and dialled Aisha’s number.
“Hi, pumpkin.” She chirped.
“Aisha!” I sighed in relief. “What do people do on dates?”
“I don’t know. What does Ellard told you?”
“Nothing.” I cried.
“What are you wearing?”
“The jeans and tank top.”
“The aida crocheted one?” She asked.
“Yes.” I sighed and looked at the clock.
“That looks good on you.”
“Help me. I don’t know what to do.”
“It’s up to you. Be yourself.”
“Be me? How the hell will I do that?” I yelled.
“Language, baby.” She sighed. “Smile a lot. Don’t be the cold Niesha.”
“Why?”
“So that both of you will enjoy.”
“Okay. One more thing.”
“What?”
“Do you tell Ellard about my fascination in tulips?”
“What do you mean?”
“Nothing. Bye.” I ended the call. My palms are already sweaty.
5 minutes before the agreed time, I went out and see Adela but when I opened the door I saw him I just stared at him and can’t find my voice. I can see him trying to calm himself. When he turned and saw me he hid the bouquet of tulips that he’s holding behind him. “Uhh… hi.” He stammered and I smiled at him. He handed the bouquet to me and smiled.
“Thanks. I’ll just put this in a vase.” I went back inside and put it in a vase. I picked up my car keys and purse then went back inside.
“Where are we going?”
“Central Park. If that’s okay with you.”
“What if it doesn’t?”
“Then you can choose what you want.”
“You’re not going to argue?”
“No.” I stayed silent. “Which car? Yours or mine?”
“You remove that word already?”
“Not until you tell me to.”
“Then mine. I don’t want to drive with that word on a car.” We walk towards the elevator and he pressed the 1st floor.
“Okay then.” He chuckled. We went out of the elevator and went outside. I tossed him the key and he looked at me with wide eyes.
“You drive.” I muttered then I went in the shotgun ride.
“Me?” He leaned to look at me.
“You don’t want to?”
“Sure. If that’s what you want.” He went in the driver’s seat and revved up the engine.
“Are you going to agree with everything I say?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“You don’t want to know.”
“Tell me.”
“No.” He drove off. “Will you promise me something?” He sighed.
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First and Last
RomanceA girl named Niesha came from a broken family. She hates her Dad and everyone along with him. Her dreams soon forgotten. She became a loner who already built a wall around herself and covers her heart with thick ice. There comes Ellard, an easy-goin...
