"I am afraid that..", I stopped my words as I bit my lips nervously at how I almost wanted to reveal a big secret of mine.
The truth is that I am afraid that I would be attracted to him and there is a high tendency he would develop feelings for me. Just my instinct tho, which makes me feel tense right now.
I felt his scrutinizing eyes on me and I could not help but have beads of sweat on my forehead even tho it was around 11 am and the cool breeze was still blowing.
" Hmm, you seem to be hiding a lot from me. I do not blame you for that but I would not stop investigating", he said locking eyes with my figure.
"I think you should try to reconsider that. You might get in trouble looking through my life", I cautioned looking at him.
He scoffed and picked the fork as he fed himself a mouthful of the warm spaghetti. The food made its movement down his throat, as his Adam's apple bobbles, making my mouth watery.
" That is evidence that I did not poison the food. So can you please eat up?" he requested politely
I held the fork as I ate some of the spaghetti which sends me moaning at how delicious the food tasted. He is good. He chuckled as he left for the kitchen and came back with his plate of food as he settled on the bed digging in the food.
I finished the food within seconds and I kind of yearned for more, if not for my guilty conscience. I felt guilty for being introverted or rather cold towards him. I was just a little bit concerned or perhaps overly concerned about my second feeling that I forgot to act nicely to him.
He finished his food in no time as he packed his plate and mine to the kitchen, which makes me feel more remorseful. He came back standing beside the mirror in front of me, with that eyes of his on me again.
"Merci beaucoup. I appreciate the meal", I thanked him and he smiled.
" It is okay. I'm glad you liked it. So can we be friends?", he asked.
"Ummm, let me think about it", I blurted out, and for a second I felt the words were stupid.
I looked at him, as his countenance changes, his eyes almost popping out of their place.
"I have not had any friends for a while now. I thought we could be friends but you kept pushing me away. Your dad and my dad were best friends who studied Pharmacy in their University days. When my dad knew you would be studying Pharmacy, he thought it would be a good idea for both of us to share the same apartment, but I doubt if it is gonna happen. Maybe I should just inform my day to find me another apartment since it seems you like living a lonely life", he stated angrily.
I got misty eyes as I felt guilty for pushing him away. I rushed to the bathroom not wanting to break down in front of him. I moved to the sink as I washed my face with the running water. I put off the running water as I cleaned my face with a towel.
I stared at the mirror in front of me taking note of my eyebrows which are in different directions, as I used my right hand to brush it lightly. Maybe I was too harsh or I was running away from my fear. The fear of getting attracted to him and vice versa.
Brushing my thoughts away, I walked out of the bathroom.
" I am sorry", Christopher said stopping me on my track for a few seconds. I took a step further only for me to be held by him.
I gasped as my right hand landed on his shoulder, my left hand being held firmly by him. I tried to move away from him but he held me more tightly as I felt goosebumps at our closeness.
"Christopher, leave me alone", I whisper yelled hoping he would leave me
His right hand made its way around my waist as he pulled me closer to himself. My eyes met with his, only to gaze at his chest which was exposed due to two of his shirt buttons opened. I closed my eyes trying to calm my racing heart in front of Christopher who is a little bit taller than I am.
" I have a lot to think about. Please stop bothering me about the friendship thing for a day or two. We are roommates, let just accept that fact for now", I said calmly. He releases me slowly from his grip as I walked towards the bed sitting down, as I slowly perform my breathing exercise. He is sure the bossy type', I thought
He moved to my side on the bed sitting almost close to me, as he cleared his throat.
"Umm. Sorry about the other time, I was just angry. I hope you do not mind if we talk as roommates", he said looking at me.
I breathe out for the last time, meeting his gaze.
" Sure, what do you want to talk about?", I asked as I felt my mind wandering on how cute his face was, especially with his pointed nose, full pink lips, and Adam's apple.
"Are you listening?", I felt a tap on my shoulder, jerking me off my thoughts.
I rubbed my face, as I sigh.
" I am sorry for the break-in transmission. My mind wandered somewhere", I stated and he smiled.
"Have you found yourself being betrayed by the one you called 'close friends ', the ones whom you feel you trust?", he asked looking into my eyes.
I doubt that but I still felt hurt by what Ethan said the other day. He proves to be a player and someone who does not care about other people's feelings, especially the opposite sex. I shook my head. I should not be thinking about him, he is my past now. I can't deny the fact that I have not fully gotten over my feelings for him, but I hope to soon enough.
" Umm, do you want to talk about it?" I asked a little bit bothered he had a rough past.
"Nope. Just a tip or advice will be okay", he replied smiling faintly.
" You know in life, you pass through different stages. A life with people who cares about you, while some fake it. Some people are there when you have it all, but once you lag a little, they are gone like dust particles in the air. That should not stop you from believing in people or making the right kind of friends", I explained and he pulled me into a hug.
I relaxed under his embrace and I felt myself pulling him more closer, taking in his nice smell of cologne. The sound of the knock coming from the door made us part away as my face flushed. Christopher smiled at me as he went over to open the door.
I stood up immediately as the door opened to reveal my dad and another man, whose resemblance looked like that of Christopher.
We both greeted them, as we collected the bags of groceries from their hands.
"Michael, I am sorry that your dad did not inform you that my son would be your roommate", Christopher's dad said and I smiled.
" I am not angry and I am trying to get well with Christopher. He is a great cook too", I confessed frankly as we all shared a laugh.
"He took that from his mother" Christopher's dad added, as Chris looked at me smiling, as I nudged him in his arm.
"It seems you two are now close", my dad said.
" Sure, we are quite close, we are good friends now, aren't we?", Christopher said pulling me as his left hand hung around my neck, his eyes locking with mine.
"Umm, y.es, we are frie ..nds now", I stuttered as he smirked.
"That is good then. I am leaving for Ogun State, remember to be a good boy", my dad advised and I nodded.
" We are friends now. I just have to do something and that is discovering more about you twinkle toes", Christopher whispered to my hearing, as my heart leaped.
This is not good.