Wow! All my man-up skills vanished. I didn’t want to lose her and I hate to see women cry. Moreover, she was crying because of me!!
– “Hey, calm down. I’m so sorry dear. I didn’t mean to make you feel this way”
I did all I could to console her but didn’t really work. It was a Friday so I pleaded with her to come over the next day so we talk.
I was finally able to convince her by saying I would cook her favorite meal for her, all by myself.
This was exciting but when things got messy, they really did. Being single was much simpler… and a boring too.
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Next day came, I sort my mum’s assistance. She was helpful. Sent me to get the ingredients which I gladly did.
I communicated with Naana to know if she was coming. She was indeed coming! I was happy, ready to make up with her.
Mum helped me prepare the food. Well, I was still involved so I didn’t lie about preparing the food by myself (not all by myself, but at least I tried).
She finally arrived, took her to my room, this time more confidently. She sat, we talked a bit. Then I served her, we ate together.
She was quiet throughout. There was tension in the room. I was uncomfortable, I knew we had to talk extensively about this issue.
After eating we talked about it. She was so hurt and since this whole thing was in the beginning stage, her feelings had been covered by the pain she felt.
I was hurt too. I felt sorry for hurting her and felt even more sorry for myself, for putting myself in a situation where it seemed I had lost her. I really didn’t want to lose her.
We talked and talked but we really didn’t get anywhere. I knew I had to give her time to come around, to get better. I had said sorry so many times but that wasn’t gonna make the pain vanish instantly.
She lied down on the bed, I lied beside her, looking at her. I begun touching her eyebrows, and gently caressing her face. I had lost all hopes so I wasn’t gonna try anything stupid.
Suddenly she lifted herself, hugged me and kissed me briefly on the neck. That was a message!
I got up to sit, she sat too…
I was confused because she was really upset. Is this really a message? I touched her face slightly…
“Can I kiss you?” I asked softly. She looked down and said nothing. Then I lifted her face a bit by placing my hand under her chin…
I nodded to sort of ask the question again. She just smiled shyly. Then I moved in slowly, and kissed her softly. She kissed back.
It felt good, but I was clumsy about the whole thing. It was my first kiss and I didn’t even know if I was kissing right.
I moved in again, more confidently this time, and kissed her. It was a bit clumsy but that made my day, week and month. The situation had been turned around completely.
This time on her way home, we held hands and walked happily. We both completely forgot about our argument!
When she got home, we chatted a bit about the kiss, talked on phone, did all the romantic thing you can imagine. We were the new love birds in town.
The next day she called me. She told me about how she’s beaming with smiles and happiness. It was our first kiss, and the first kiss for both of us, individually. We both didn’t know anything… so it was a great experience.
Love indeed is a drug.
END OF SEASON 1