Forty nine

"What?" I asked him to know why he was smiling.

"Huh?" He smiled more after he asked 'huh' like he was lost just now.

"What are you smiling about? Tell me, what's making you smile?" I demanded to know but he pulled me closer to himself, surprising me.

"You wanna know what's making me smile?" He put his arms around me and I smiled too because he was bringing me closer to himself.

"Yeah?" I whispered even though I didn't know why. He took his lips to my right ear and he answered my question in two words.

"It's you." His lips touched my ears and it felt ticklish so I giggled lightly. Noticing how ticklish I got with his lips that close to my ears, he did it again but instead of saying anything, he kissed my ear. I found myself giggling again.

He didn't stop with that, he did it again, enjoying my low giggles and when he decided to stop, he pinched my chin and made me look at him.

"Your cheeks are red again." He smiled as he spoke.

"Really?" I immediately tried to cover my face shyly but he stopped me before I could. He held my hands before they could get to my face.

Pulling me by my arms, he closed the little space between us, making my arms rest on his talk shoulders, he brought his face to mine.

Yes! Kiss me! I thought in my mind.

He didn't kiss me as I thought, he just looked into my eyes almost nonstop, I wondered why he was staring at my boring eyes and decided to ask.

"What are you looking at?"

"Your eyes."

"I know, what do you see in them? Doesn't it bore you to stare into them like that?"

"Nah. You've got pretty eyes you know, I could spend a lot of time staring into them and I would never be bored."

What did he just say? He didn't find my eyes boring? Really? I wouldn't tell him but I was surprised because I had seen lots of girls at our school who had these really sexy eyes and how much it made them look like celebrities and he really thought my eyes were pretty?

"I wouldn't advice that, my eyes are not that charming for you to wanna stare at them for that long." I opposed his words.

"They are. It's like you don't know how pretty you are, do you? Every little thing about you is just well, pretty on its own. You've got these pretty eyes and your lips are perfect, your hair, it's beautiful, suits you right and gives you this pretty look no matter how you style it. You are just so damn pretty and it's funny you don't know that."

"Who says I don't know I'm pretty." Of course, I know I'm pretty."I'm just saying; my eyes, they are not as magnificent as you say, and my hair too, it's not that nice. You know some days I feel reallllyyyy pretty and then some days it's just the exact opposite, I feel like I've gotten uglier, and I....." He kissed me in between my words.

"Mmnn." I reacted to his lips on mine. He stopped and separated his lips from mine. "Whyyyy?" I asked him because I didn't want the kiss to stop just yet.

"Nick's mum is coming." He said with a wink before moving away from me, keeping some respectable distance.

"Nick's not down yet?" My aunt said when she got mid-stairs and saw just Uche and me. She went back up and knocked on Nick's room.

"I'm here alright," Nick said after opening the door before my aunt could knock for the second time.

"What have you been doing, do you know how long ago I made breakfast for you? I'm sure they are already done eating and waiting for you." My aunt scolded him and referred to Uche and me as they; she really thought we were done eating. Boyyy, would she be disappointed when she came down and saw that we had not even touched it since she left?

I immediately took a seat at the table and started to eat. Uche chuckled when I did that. He also sat and took one of the two dishes on the table.

"Wow mum, you wouldn't even let me greet you." I heard Nick say as he came down the stairs with his school bag hanging from his left shoulder.

"Don't blame me, I haven't seen you all morning; my mind's going, Is he okay? What if he's running a fever and that's why he's not out of his room yet." My aunt followed behind him as they both came downstairs.

"Well, as you can see; I am fineeee," Nick said like she was being dramatic to care about him that much. He stopped when he got to the dining table and saw Uche.

"You still mad?" He asked him in a lower tone different from when he was talking to his mum.

"No." Uche's reply was simple.

"Alright." Nick patted his shoulder before taking a seat next to his.

Wow, that easy? Uche seemed pretty mad about Nick's prank some minutes ago and now he wasn't mad anymore and they just settled things like that, just wow.

"You both are still eating?" I heard my aunt ask an expected question when she got to us."Did I not cook it right?" She asked, she probably thought it didn't taste good and that was why we weren't done eating since she left for her room.

"No, it's really good." It was, I had to tell her.

"You sure?" She came to me and had a taste of my dish."It is." She confirmed what I just said."You let it get cold." She finally found the fault. Shit.

"It still tastes good cold as it is," Uche said and forked some into his mouth.

My aunt sighed when he did that.

"I'm actually running out of time, I have to be at work in the next twenty minutes or I'm Kate. Take care of yourselves, okay?" She kissed my cheeks, then went to Nick and did the same even if he tried to resist. "You want some sugar?" She asked Uche and he shook his head with a smile.

"Alright. I'm off." My aunt said and went for the door. I wouldn't lie, I was actually surprised that Uche knew what 'Sugar' meant when my aunt asked him. What was I expecting anyways, he has actually been around her more than I have.

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