Sexual frustration... read about it, heard about it but never experienced it till this week. Kevin didn't continue from where he left off after we got back to the room and I never asked him to. I guess I just didn't have the courage to. I got a B+ on my test and with the number of tests I had the coming week I had to spend more hours in the library studying than reading my novels... sad really
After I studied till I felt like I just couldn't do it anymore I decided to head home greeting the librarian on my way out. I found Hannah moving stuff around in preparation for Anne's arrival.
"Hey, I'm sorry I wasn't here to help you"
"Don't worry about it there wasn't much to do anyways"
We decided that Anne would sleep on the couch since it could be pulled out to make a bed though we did forget that it could do that. Her stuff would stay in both our rooms but most of it would be in hers.
I went upstairs to my room wanting to create some space but it seemed Hannah had already beaten me to it... talk about personal space. She hadn't exaggerated in clearing things out so I wasn't going to yell at her.
I took a quick shower and went back downstairs to get something to eat. I found that Hannah had ordered Chinese for dinner
"You're a life saver"
"I know... I know" she lazily waved her hand about "what would you do without me?" then grinned patting the empty spot next to her
I sat down but groaned when she put an episode of Archer. She had watched every episode released so far but she chose to watch them over and over again. Sometimes I felt like she did it just to piss me off but then the way she would laugh then look at me expecting me to join her when he cracked what I suppose was a joke made me doubt it
"Hannah please pick something else"
"Why? This show is amazing"
I rolled my eyes "He is a drunk, a bully and a womaniser who always has things go his way even without trying. All this show teaches people is that when you sit around drinking all day things just tend to go your way"
She gave me a disapproving look and shook her head "Why are you over thinking this? It's a funny show so just shut up and laugh when you think it's funny. I expect you to laugh by the way"
You might think she was joking when she said she expected to hear me laugh... she wasn't. I fake laughed so hard my throat hurt by the time I went to bed. Hannah came to sleep in my room saying she didn't feel like sleeping alone. The thing was I had gotten used to sleeping with Kevin and whenever I moved next to him in the middle of the night he would hold me close to his warm body with his strong arms.
Hannah on the other hand was a huge disappointment; her body was cold and she kept pushing me away when I moved closer to her not to mention I had fallen off the bed a couple of times because this. By the time I woke up in the morning I was grumpy and my body was sore. What made it worse was that Hannah woke up all cheery talking about how she slept like a baby.
We never had these kinds of sleeping problems before. I guess it turns out that Mr Handsome had set some pretty high standards.
I didn't make for the best of company at school and I was late for all of my lectures which was unacceptable since I was within the campus. When I told Richard about what happened he just laughed at me. I just thanked God that it was a Friday-TGIF right.
Richard went home with me saying that he had nothing else to do. We found Anne, Hannah and surprisingly Kevin on the couch chatting while watching TV. I was more excited at seeing my personal pillow than I was at seeing Anne though I hugged her first before going to straddle Kevin putting my face in the crook of his neck.
I was too tired to care that we were with other people in the room. I inhaled his addictive scent and relaxed placing a kiss on his neck before putting my head on his shoulder.
"I know it's weird..." I spoke up after noticing how quiet the room had become "but let me have my moment"
I snuggled in closer and he put his hand on my back rubbing it in circles. That did it for me, I don't know how but all I know is that I fell asleep.
I woke up on my bed with Kevin next to me. He was fast asleep and looked so adorable. His lips were slightly parted and his hair was messy. I just had to take a few pictures of him. The sun was setting and that made for a great filter. I took some with me in them and the others with him alone. After looking through them I picked one picture of him and made it my home screen wallpaper. My lock screen was a picture of Hannah and I.
I brushed my teeth and washed my face wanting the sleepy feeling to fade. I honestly felt well rested now thanks to my own personal pillow who I found fully awake and on the phone when I got back to the room. He kept running his hands through his hair as if the person he was talking to was frustrating him.
He gave me a small smile when he saw me then went back to talking on the phone. I scrolled through my phone for no apparent reason just to pass time and quickly put it away when he was about to hang up
"Ok mom. I love you too. Bye" he sighed before putting his phone away "How long have you been awake?"
"Just for a few minutes. I was so tired" I complained "Hannah-"
"I know" he chuckled "Richard and her told me about how you were sulking and complaining about not getting enough sleep"
"Well at least she knows" I mumbled "How was your exam by the way?" I asked remembering that he had finally written it
"It was ok I guess. I will know how ok it was once I see my results" he smiled "and I need to talk to you about something" he quickly added
I had a feeling this had to do with the phone call he had just had with his Mother. I hadn't really thought about meeting his family since he mentioned it to me. I guess I was hoping that his Mother would forget about it... just my luck
"I know I said you could take all the time you needed but my mom has been bothering me since and she casually brought up the fact that she was having a brunch soon"
"How soon?" I asked already dreading the response he would give me
"Next weekend" he must have seen my face which was probably showing him how nervous I was about the whole idea "but if you're not ready then we can pick a day of your choosing and I can make up an excuse"
"Isn't that similar to what you said last time" I deadpanned and he looked like he felt bad which in turn made me feel guilty "I'm sorry I didn't mean to sound so mean" I sighed "I'm just nervous"
"You have nothing to be nervous about. My mom is one of the sweetest people you could ever meet and my family is..." he paused like he was thinking of a word to use "...mellow" he smiled seeming happy with his word choice
I laughed raising an eyebrow "Did you just say mellow?"
"It's a nice word" he defended
The thing is that his Mother would obviously be the sweetest person in the world to him-I mean she is his Mother. I didn't tell him that because I didn't want to offend him. The other thing that caused my nervousness was race. If you hadn't figured it out by now I'm just going to put it out there. I am a beautiful-his words not mine- black female and he is a very handsome-my words though he pretty much knows it-white male. I was nervous that his family might not approve of him bringing a black girl home and though this is the modern world people still have preferences and I might not be it for his family.
I could tell with the way he was looking at me that he could tell that there was something wrong.
"Tell me what's wrong"
There was no point in lying to him because I knew that he would know if I lied
I cleared my throat and focused my attention on nothing in particular on the duvet "Do you think they would mind that I'm black?"
"Beautiful look at me" I looked up and he gestured for me to move closer.
He lifted me off the bed with ease and made me sit astride him. He leaned his forehead against mine and smiled "Of course not"
"Are you sure because I don't want-"
He cut me off with a kiss "I'm sure my family wouldn't mind"
His words put my mind at ease helping bring down my nervousness though not fully. I decided to trust him instead of my doubts
"Well then" I smiled "I guess we have a brunch to attend next weekend"
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Hello...
So junior high school *one of the worst years of my life period* being late to school was my thing you know. I was always on the late comers list... it was like a daily thing. I was late almost every single school day of the week for two years. It was so bad I found my name on the notice board as one of the pupils who was going to get expelled if they didn't change their ways *rolls eyes*. It didn't matter anyways because I left the school after ninth grade and my parents never found out...
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