I met him through my mentor popularly known as 'Papa'. We were introduced after a prayer session on the school's prayer field. Papa had many mentees home and abroad, Justin and I were one of them. Papa had called me out for a prayer session that night and usually it would be just the two of us so the surprise that met me on meeting Justin on the field with Papa was huge. After the prayer, Papa introduced Justin to me and left us to attend to some other matters.
Justin and I talked for a while and exchanged contacts after which he walked me back to my room since his hostel was just two blocks away from mine. He told me his room number like he was expecting me to come around the next minute, but then again, that was one of the endearing things about him, his straightforwardness and bluntness.
Later that night, I decided to take my usual 15-minute walk (a therapeutic habit of mine to clear my head and mind every night). I would walk as slowly as possible to the school gate and sit for about ten minutes then walk back as fast as I can. But that night, the walk took almost an hour as my mind was heavy on the thought of Justin. My heart was with him, and I could not stop thinking about him all through the walk. He was a rare kind of guy, different from the ones that tried to impress me just to get their way with me. He was himself, so natural, and during the few hours we spent together after the prayer, my heart already went out to him, and I knew right there and then that, that would definitely not be the last I would be seeing of Justin.
I was walking back to my room with an earpiece plugged into my ears. This prevented me from hearing the sound of someone calling me, until the person walked up to me. I looked back, lo and behold, it was Justin, standing there in a pair of shorts and blue round neck that clung tightly to his body, exposing his entire body frame. My heart skipped a beat and I swallowed hard for a few minutes before finally finding my voice.
"Hey, Justin" I forced out of my clumping throat.
"Fancy running into you here," Justin said in his thick and smooth voice.
"Yeah, never thought you were the kind to take walks in this part of our world," I replied.
"I enjoy taking walks, most especially at this time of the night. It gives me the opportunity to be myself without the usual daily constrictions" He replied, and I was mesmerized with the turning effect of his lips, so much that I imagined my hands on those full and plump lips.
"Annabelle, what are you thinking?" I thought in my head.
We continued the walk-in silence till I was almost reaching my destination. He saw me to the front of my door and just as I was about to insert the key into the keyhole he said, "I like you Annabelle, and I would love to see more of you".
I lost all sense of reasoning for a moment and in my head, I was dancing Afro dance because I knew this guy is definitely my type and I like him too. It felt as if I've known him all my life. I wanted to feel those hands on my skin, feel those lips on mine and I want this guy to be mine and mine alone to conquer. It took me about five minutes to realize that he was waiting for my reply. I gathered my thoughts and said "It's nice meeting you today Justin, I hope to see more of you too"
"I guess you take walks around 10pm every evening?" He asked.
"Yeah, I do." I said not thinking about it.
"Okay then, I will see you at 10pm tomorrow evening" he said and without waiting for my reply, he turned and walked away.
I stood there transfixed for some minutes. This guy is dominating me, I could not object to him. How could he have such great power over me if we just met? Why does it feel like I've known him all my life? He is such a rare kind of guy, and I would love to go out with him......All these were the thoughts running through my head.
My phone rang and I was brought back to reality. I opened the door, got inside and brought out my phone. It was Papa, the last person I want to talk to at the moment. I left the phone on the table deciding to chat him up later when I'm more settled with my thoughts appropriately gathered. I went into the adjoining bathroom and toilet in one to take a shower and prepare for bed.
After a long shower in which I was majorly thinking about Justin, I came out, put on my nightie and picked up my phone from the table. I went to the bed and sat down, determined to pray as I usually would. As I opened my diary and bible which were usually side by side, my mind drifted back to Justin, the guy I met a few hours ago and is already turning my life around.
I was a stickler for plans and orders. I wake up every morning by 5am, do my devotion till 7am and by 7:30 get ready for the day's work. After class by 5pm, I would come back to my room, take a short nap till 7pm, eat, write and read books till 10pm. I then go out for my walk by 10pm and come back by 11pm, then I pray till 2am and sleep till 5am again.
That was my regular routine but that day, I couldn't pray as all I could think of was Justin. What type of a guy is he? What is he doing at that moment? What would it be like to talk to him all night long? I was fantasizing already.
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Common this is so nice !!, Can't wait for the next part ...keep it up 😌
ReplyDeleteThanks for your reply, I'm glad to say that part 2 is out now 🔥😊.
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