In Love With A Church Boy

Chapter 1

Mike's POV

I groaned as I woke up for my nap. I rubbed my eyes with the back of my palm and sat up. I stretched as I picked my phone from the nightstand and checked the time, 17:25pm.

"Oh my God, no! Lisa is gonna kill me" I muttered.

I was late for choir rehearsals. I quickly got up, stumbling on the bedsheet as I ran to my closet and pulled on a random shirt and pants. I grabbed my choir note and phone and ran out.

If my dad found out I was still home and not in church, I would be in deep shit. Excuse my French.

I went to the living room and pulled on my converse and seeing my dad was no where in sight, I ran out as I hopped on my bike and rode to the church.

As soon as I got close to the church, I could hear them singing. How much I love singing especially when I was doing chores. But now is not the time to be sentimental, I was LATE!!

I ran into the church and saw Charlie, my best friend waving at me as everyone's attention diverted to the one and only me, yay (Note the sarcasm)

"Good job, Charlie. I would have rather preferred a silent, non-attention(if that's a word) entry." I thought to my self as I rolled my eyes.

"Wassup?" I asked nervously smiling as I avoided making eye contact with Lisa, the Almighty choir mistress.

"Brother Mike decided to join us finally, every one." She said laughing. "Welcome, Sir"

"I'm really sorry. I overslept." I said as everyone laughed.
I shot them a look.

"It won't happen again, I promise." I said truthfully. Or hopefully, I guess.

"It had better not." Lisa said as I nodded. "Go take your position."

"Yes, ma'am." I said as I went to stand beside Charlie who was still chuckling silently. "What's funny?"

"Dude, are you pregnant? You've been sleeping too much these days tho." Charlie said as I jabbed him. "Ouch, man. That hurt"

"Shut it." I said smirking.

I was the lead singer so I sang Hillsong's I surrender while the rest backed me up. We were going to sing the song on Sunday. We had 4 songs to present so we had to rehearse wholeheartedly.

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By the time it was 8, we had rounded up. I saw Lila walk in about an hour ago and she had just been sitting in the pew with her head down. She always came here when things went extremely wrong in her house. She was a Muslim and her name was Falilat Rashid but she had started bearing Lila. Her mum was a stripper, her dad was in jail while her elder brother was a street rapper and deals with drugs. Her family was just messed up and at a little age, it was too much for her.

As I walked up to her, Charlie flung his hand around my shoulder.

"Wassup, dawg?" Charlie asked as I playfully hit his stomach. "Ow!" He shouted as he clutched his stomach. "You seriously need to stop hitting me, man."

"Sorry." I said laughing as we got to Lila. "Hey, Lil." I said using my nickname for her.

"Hey, Mike, Charlie." She said with a sad look.

"Babe, what's the matter?" I asked worriedly as I sat beside her.

"Nothing out of the ordinary. My mum at it again." She said with her ghetto accent. "She fighting with Raheem." She said fiddling with her fingers as I took them in my hands and rubbed them.

"Everything's gonna be alright." I said as she looked at me and I saw her eyes glistening with tears.

"It ain't. They gon' kill each other." She said as the tears rolled down and I wiped it away.

"C'mon Lila, it's okay. Don't cry." Charlie said patting her shoulder.

"They won't do that, okay? They love each other. And she loves you too" I said hoping I was right.

She nodded."Yeah"

"C'mon, let's go. Its late. We'll escort you home." I said as we stood up and went out of the church.

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"So, how was school today?" I asked trying to lighten up her mood.

"It was aiit. I had an A in history." She said proudly.

"That's amazing, girl. Give me a high five." I said sticking out my palm as she slammed hers with it and chuckled.

"Thanks." She said smiling.

"You just be a good girl and everything would be fine."I said as I flung my hand around her shoulder.

We walked until we heard someone shout her name from a crowd of people probably rap battling or whatever.

" That's my brother Raheem." She said as a boy of about my age came. He was putting on a black ripped skinny jeans, that was hanging low and a white singlet that was tucked in the pants and a bandana tied around his jet black silky hair. And he had tattoos on some part of his hand and his chest.

"Lila, who the hell this nigga?" He asked as he dragged her from my hold.

"He my church member." Lila said shaking.

"And what the hell his hand doing around you like you some hoe?" He asked angrily." What the hell is you doing with my sister?" He asked me.

"First, don't call her a hoe. Secondly, I'm not doing anything with her. She's just like my sister." I said sharply.

"Really, church boy?" He asked. "You better be telling the truth cos I won't hesitate to chop your balls off."He said smirking."

"Watch it, dude." Charlie said getting irritated.

"Or what?" Raheem asking coming close.

"Raheem, please stop." Lila said almost crying. "He wasn't doing anything, I swear." She said. "I got sad about you and ma fighting again and I went to the church and he talked to me, nothing more."

"Lil, its fine." I told her. "Just take care and be fine, okay?"

She nodded."Thanks, Mike."

"Charlie, let's go." I said as I looked at Raheem once more before we left.

What was that look I saw? Regret? Nah!

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