💃🏿💃🏿 He’s Not My Colour 💃🏿💃🏿
His Not My Colour
🏫A crazy Nigerian Girl In An American school 🏫
✍️ Written by Wilfred Bright ✍️
Theme: Be my girl (2)
👗 Elo’s Pov 👗
I tossed in the bed as the amazing aroma of food, crept into my nose, where the hell is it coming from, I sniffed the air with my nose and opened my eyes, and the first thing my eyes landed on was a tray. I sit up on the bed and stare at the plate curiously, i noticed there’s a white paper on top of one of the covered plate, and I take the paper and unfold it, then read.
*Hey trouble, it’s me Jake. I made pancakes for you and I don’t really know if you’ll like it but I promise that, this time I actually read the recipe very well. At the second plate there’s actually another note, check it out once you’ve eaten.*
Hmm, I wonder what this is all about and now I’m really curious to know what’s in the other note, so I discard Jake’s instruction and opened the second plate then take out the note and read it.
*Why do I have this feeling that you actually did not eat before checking this note out, ugh. Anyway, I want you to eat your breakfast and prepare, a car would be coming to pick you up at exactly 10:am, so eat, have your bath and get dress, love you.*
I smile at the use of the word, love you. So romantic, I wonder what Jake is planning, but anyway I can’t wait. Ahhh.
I opened the plate that contains the pancakes, and I actually smiled when I saw he drew a heart shape on it, oh my God I think I’m going to cry, I take a small bite from the pancake and hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, once I’m doing it’s so yummy delicious. I cleared the whole plate and then went to take my bath, got dress, and went downstairs to wait for the car. At exactly 10:am, the car came and I got in.
The car drove me to a spa, where I got my skin massage, by the time I left the spa, my skin was actually glowing.
After the spa, I was taken to the beauty salon, where I got my make up and hair made, after that I went shopping and I can’t actually call it shopping since, Jake already chose a dress for me, and it’s beautiful.
“Are you sure, this is the location, Jake wants me to come.” I ask the driver, eyeing the damn building in front of me, this is Jake’s grandparents house, you know the one Jake used to prank me the other time, and now I’m wondering why he asked me to meet him here, I thought his going to ask me out and this building, doesn’t really fit into a romantic scene.
“Yes ma’am, this is the address.” The driver says and I take in a really deep breath and walked to the house, I turned the door handle and the door opened, I take in a really deep breath and walked into the house and geez, everywhere is dark.
“Jake, Jake, are you in here.” I called out nervously, and then the whole house lighted up leaving ne utterly speechless, the whole place has been decorated so beautifully, with flowers and coloured bulbs and ohh my God, this is so freaking beautiful, my breath has been taking away. At the wall ahead of me, there’s a big banner and the words written on it is *would you be my girl* oh my gosh, I think I’m going to cry, be strong Elo, don’t cry and ruin your make up.
“So.. do you like it.” I heard Jake’s voice right behind me and I turned around, if the beautifully decorated house didn’t take my breath away before, then Jake did, he is so freaking handsome, ahhhhh!!!!.
“Jake.” I called out breathlessly.
“You look beautiful, trouble.” He said walking over to me, then he takes my hand and kissed my knuckles and I smile, shyly. Okay, why am I shy. Ugh.
“Thanks, you don’t look bad yourself.” I reply him.
“Thanks.” He said and removed his cellphone from his pocket then played a really romantic song and I actually don’t know the song, so I can’t mention the name of the song.
“Can I have this dance, my beautiful trouble.” He asks, stretching forth his hand for me to take and I placed my hand on top of his.
“Seriously, my cute trouble.” I utter laughing out.
“Well yeah, you’re my cute trouble, you’re mine.” He says hoarsely into my ear, drawing me closer to him, and together we moved in perfectly harmony to the song.
“I know you must be wondering why i actually held our date here, well I actually remembered how our relationship started, how we use to be well, enemies. I guess I kind of fell for you craziness, your troublesome attitude, your funny attitude. I can’t imagine a day without you in my life, Elo, you’ve become my breath, all I want to see everyday is your beautiful and gorgeous face everyday, I want to be the guy in your life, I want you to be mine, cute trouble. Trouble, please be my girlfriend, be mine.” His eyes bores into mine and I felt like crying at how romantic he is, this is the like the most romantic proposal I’ve ever heard. Those Nigerians guys are still learning.
“I’ll be your girlfriend, Jake.” I said and he carries me up and twirled me around, and I laugh out happily.
“Thank you so much, trouble, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.” Jake says placing kisses on my eyes, nose, cheeks, lips, neck, everywhere, making me smile really hard.
“I love you Jake Hunters.” I said.
“I love you cute trouble.” He replies and I hit him on the head, “ouch, what did you do that for.” He utters, rubbing the affected area.
“I called you by your name idiot, why did you use my nickname.”
“Okay fine, I love you too Elo, cute trouble.” He says and I laughed.
😈 Mrs Hunters 😈
“Have you sent it, Jack.” I ask my private detective, through the phone.
“Yes ma’am.” He replies back.
“Good, I’ll contact you if I need anything else.” I said into the phone and cut the call.
I took my laptop out of my hand bag, and checked for the document Jack said he sent, I clicked on it and go through everyone of them. Hmm, this is interesting. That Nigerian girl would regret ever standing against me, I’ll make sure of it.