No No No, (Sedeso stomps her feet, falls on the bed, and cries like a big baby, literally). I want him. I love him. Ba7ebboh ya baba ba7ebboooo!!! Lol with tears *sniff* (Egyptians will get the accent)Yes, you have figured it correctly, I didn't get his number. Nor did I get his full name.
When I first arrived with my sibling, I saw him revising on his own in one corner of the entrance hall, but I didn't know what to do so I continued towards the stairs and he picked up his papers and left.
During accounting class I couldn't stop thinking about him and my loins were twisting and quelching and making me not even bare to sit there any longer. I wanted to run to him, hold his gorgeous face in my hands and kiss his precious face/ no hold on, smother his Adonis face with passionate kisses.
So, I rushed to the exam I'm meant to have with him, entered the hallway, saw him sitting with another boy revising and thought to myself, he looks chubbier, but there was no way I could've walked up to him and said something cute, I mean, not with all those people there. Again, as we were entering the hallway, I walked slowly, stalling, pretending to be searching for something in my bag when he just got tired from waiting and whizzed through. So I followed, got a random seat number and waited by the door, since everyone, including him, was putting their bags in front of the class. He was bent down, and I noticed he was also carrying a dictionary with him.
Now imagine the next part in slow motion. If it were a Hindi film, there'd be a field of flowers in the backdrop and half a dozen dancers doing the Hindi version of the carwash - (the window wiper). The music could be You're the Inspiration by Chicago, lol.
As he's getting back up, he slowly turns to his left, where I am standing, gobsmacked by his chiseled looks, and as soon as he sees it's me, his face breaks into a smile that brought the sunshine right through this doomed exam hall. Mind you my face broke into a smile too and I couldn't help but keep the smile, and so did he. A moment in time, everything else went still and in that fraction of time, there was only him and me.
Now that I think about it, no guy has ever smiled at me that way.
I literally felt weak in my knees, kinda like Ella Enchanted and I've only ever felt this once before that I couldn't eat and dropped my cutlery.
After that, I dumped my bag and rushed to find my seat, hoping it'd be near him. He saw me searching and asked me: what is your number. I answered 21, then he continued to his chair, and surprise surprise, I was sat at the other end of the room.
Couldn't concentrate on the exam ofcourse because I was imagining all sorts of scenarios such as me going up to him and telling him that he was gorgeous and asking for his number.
Sadly, he finished his exam before me and left. And I rushed through the dark corridors but he was gone already.
How will I concentrate from now on? How will I put up a smile? Let alone all this, how will I go to sleep tonight? Oh mon Dieu, aide moi s'il te plait. Donne moi un homme pour aimer toute ma vie car je suis tres seule et je dors seule chaque nuit.
Universe, I am sure he is interested because he initiated the contact. He could've asked anyone else I mean it was a class of about 70 odd students, yet he chose to ask me. I don't know what came over me, because I am never a shy person and I am meant to have decent social skills, but something came over me and I felt shy and didn't know how to approach him. Eons ago I would've been too straightforward and probably, scared him off and chased him away, so maybe my subtle, fewer words reaction was the right thing to do.
All I know is that lookswise, he is so my type. And boy oh boy does this man have the sexiest voice ever seriously, the best I've heard on any man thus far.
So until destiny throws this prince charming in my path again, I dedicate this song to Mr Jaber Darcy.
Till we meet again,
Sedeso
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