THE STORIES WE NEVER SHARED pt1
Bro Femi never seized to take his eyes off me any time he sees me.
I am always scared by the expression on his face because he licks his lips and the same time frown up when I tend to look at him.
It all began when he came to pick up his phone from my room, walking out of the bathroom with a humming of a song only to see him standing pressing his phone which I collected to listen to some songs from his iPhone which I loved.
He smiled and left without uttering a word. The smile was beautiful and I captured it because I have never seen Bro Femi smile at me that way.
I Bunmi, have never had this contentment, but I wonder why this feeling that I can't explain. Could it be the smile that has been rare that looks good on my uncle I asked my soul.Not to ponder on it, so I left those thoughts unattended.
A few days later, I was sent to the shop to meet Bro Femi after my school hours. Just a few walks down to our shop, I overheard Bro Femi from afar laughing out loud and talking with excitement with the friends. And raising his head he saw me, I noticed a sudden composure and a quick disappearance of his friends in a blink of an eye.
Good afternoon Bro, with a smile on his face he lifted his head up, how are you Bunmi Bunmi? Uncle I am not fine, my teacher wants to kill us with home work, and I still have unfinished work of yesterday. Why do you have me as an Bro he asked with a smirk?
Come and sit close to me he concluded. Just as I was inside and about to sit I heard a voice " How are you all "
To be continued...........
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