8!

0 0 0
                                    

[𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏;𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.]

~~~~

"I can't believe you made me watch this." Ayoola shrieked for the one millionth time this night.

We were watching a Hollywood movie about a high schooler who left her cute rich boyfriend for her history substitute teacher. 

"Well you did and it's over." I told him and he mock shivered.

"I have so many questions about that movie." He said making me chuckle.

"Ask away."

"Good cause I was going to ask either way. One, how can you leave your boyfriend whose parents have a yacht and a vacation resort in the Bahamas for what? A history substitute teacher! How??! He's not even a full-time teacher or part-time. He's a substitute." He analyzed leaving me a laughing mess.

"I guess love makes you do stupid things." I explained. "Have you ever been in love, Ayo?" I asked him and he coughed.

"Not really."

"Then you won't understand." I said reminiscing on my past mistakes.

"How is your stomach still flat?" He asked incredulously staring at my belly which was visible through my crop top that stopped right above my belly button.

"I don't understand."

"After eating all these, your stomach is like you haven't eaten in days. I didn't even eat as much as you did but see my belly." He exclaimed. I looked at the wrappers and empty buckets of burger, chips and hot wings.

I chuckled at the sight of his bulging belly.

"What are we watching next?" I asked and he smiled.

"My pick. I choose horror."

"I don't like horror." I told him.

"Action then."

"Horror never done nobody no harm." I said switching back to his first choice.

If I let him pick action, it's have been one superhero nonsense which I know he loves and I practically detest.

He picked a horror movie on his Netflix list and we sat to watch. Barely five minutes into the movie and I'm shaking like a cat drenched in cold water.

"Scared, are we?" He said chuckling. I tsked but within I knew I was dying.

The movie was extremely bloody-gory is the perfect word for it. There was too much bloody scenes and hence blood and lots of it.

I screamed for the millionth time this night and all he did was sit there chuckling. I felt something touching my feet and I took them crossed underneath me, sitting Indian style.

"Okay crybaby. I'm going to get some water for I  thirst." Ayoola said getting up and heading to the kitchen. I ran behind him. When he noticed this he wouldn't stop laughing.

THE RIPPLE EFFECTWhere stories live. Discover now