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So far so good, the party has been really cool. I guess by now I have lost my voice because of the numerous times I screamed - prolly because Jerry introduced me to teen celebrities that I would never have imagined meeting in my whole lifetime. Don't even get me started on when I asked for all their autographs.

Of course you don't expect me to walk into a party without getting signed copies of their autographs. Ranging from the teen celebrities down to the ones the matured ones in the likes of Fireboy, Omah Lay, Rema, Olamide and the likes of them.

Red carpet moment was lit as I took pictures with most of the A-class celebrities. Though I didn't post any of them on my social media handles. From the red carpet moments, to the cassino room - gambling isn't my thing so I spent my time at the arcade for almost an hour with Jerry. He felt humiliated that I was winning all rounds against him so he revolted about the arcade idea and trust me to taunt him about it.

From there, I was stuck to him like a glue - I don't know anyone else apart from him and maybe my classmates. Kiki was already taking care of a drunk Jide. Jamal according to Jerry, is signing with important record labels and endorsement deals in the secret basement that I am yet to see.

As for Isoken, I am not sure if she is going to make it - considering the fact that her father does not condone party scenes like this as a pastor. So you see, Jerry has been my tour guide throughout and honestly, I do not mind. Though there were times I mixed with my schoolmates from CIGs.

We further explored different aspects in the party. Others were going live on various social media platforms, getting high on whatever shit they could lay their eyes on and well, the dancing and the games part where also the brink of the party. I for one - avoided anything pertaining to alcohol or drugs and I was glad Jerry didn't involve himself in things like that also.

After dancing like maniacs on the vast party dance floor, I and Jerry finally resorted to taking a break in Jamal's kitchen. The kitchen is tastefully crafted with fine ivorian polished woodwork and dated craftsmanship. The cabinets are either black or white and I feared I'll stain the sparkling white parts. The island is the place I fell in love with because of the shining and polished tiles that reflects more than the most sparkling mirror I have ever seen.

'Infinity' by Olamide and Omah Lay, plays in the background and since we are situated in the kitchen - a little bit far from the main party scene, the noise is quite lesser here. And after acknowledging the others present in the kitchen, we take our seats on the island high stools to gist.

"Marvel or DC movies?" Jerry suddenly asks after downing a gulp of his Monster drink. I stare at him incredulously before answering.

"Hmm, let me see..." I trail off and tap my forehead in a feigned thinking mood. "Wait..Marvel of course! Though DC is still my baby in heart." I tap my chest while saying it. Jerry chuckles and strokes his scanty-beard chin as he thinks of more comparisons to present to me.

"Ice-cream or cake?"

"Seriously? You've got to be kidding me Jerry." I roll my eyes at his random question.

"Just go with the flow girl. Don't be such a fun killer." He retorts and uses his index finger to bop my nose. Smacking his finger off my face, I sigh and answer.

"You suck at being a good company. But anyways, ice-cream is the love of my life no kidding there." However, Jerry starts to chuckle all of a sudden and before I can absorb it in my head, his chuckle turns to full blown laughter.

Please don't tell me he secretly took drugs without me knowing.

I unconsciously sit at the edge of my seat ready to sprint into race incase Jerry is high.

Wallahi! Anything is possible.

"Okay...I'm sorry. I just remembered something funny. I swear I am not mad." He declares and surrenders his two hands up in the air.

"Spill." I simply answer as I could not resist the urge to give the kitchen a onceover - still amused by its beauty and impeccable style. He scrunches his face as if he is trying to remember a funny flashback or so because he draws his high stool closer to mine and holds my right hand lazily.

"Remember how we met at first? You promised you'll marry the strawberry gelato and I was awed by this strange girl that wanted to bear children for an ice-cream so much." I immediately remove my hand from his hold as I clamp my mouth shut, trying to muffle my incoming shriek.

So..he heard me that day? God of Abraham where are you when I needed you? I mentally wince at the ugly memory and as before, Jerry laughs at the funny faces I am currently making. Don't blame me. I am just awed that we became friends because of my love for ice-cream.

"Yo-you..so you heard...me?!" I stutter in sheer embarrassment. He nods and becomes more dramatic by wiping imaginary stray tears from the corner of his eyes. "And you didn't say anything you monkey!" I whisper-yell and hit him on his left shoulder blade.

"Ouch, you hurt my feelings babe." He tries to soothe the shoulder I hit him on. I roll my eyes at his lame attempt. I did not even hit him hard at all. "By the way, why would I tell you something like that? It seemed like you were going to pass out just by talking to a stranger so if you knew who I was then and I said such a thing, don't you think you'd have died of anxiety or embarrassment?" He asks with a lazy smirk marring his lips. I shut my eyes at his statement and really reminisce on it.

Though he doesn't know it, his statement is hundred percent correct. If I really knew he was among the Triple-J and then he pointed out that he heard me talking to the ice-cream, I would have died on the spot. No pun intended there. A thought that bugged me from the very first day we met, surfaces at the tip of my tounge and before I know it, I blurt it out without reasoning.

"Why me?" I suddenly ask as I open my eyes slowly. He stares at me confusedly wondering what I am talking about. "I mean..why did you choose to speak like a pauper like me then? You did not know who I was...and then you spoke to me so..friendly."

As the question slowly processes in his head, I watch as a look I cannot decipher, flashes in his eyes. He gulps and adjusts the bucket cap with a shaky hand. "Jerry?" I reach out to his hand that is draped lazily on the kitchen's island.

"Umm, I'm sorry I have to go now. Our live video on Instagram is starting ten minutes from now." He gets up to shove his stool under the island and gives me a wry but lazy smile. I am lost at the moment at his strange behaviour. I didn't do anything wrong or did I?

As he reaches the far end of the kitchen, he immediately spins on the heel of his foot and strides back to his former position and before I can recognise what he is up to, he picks my hand and places a feather kiss on my back skin.

"You are a strong person Aramide. Don't let anything make you think otherwise." And with that, he finally leaves the kitchen. I sigh and assure myself that whatever it is that he is refusing to spill, is really not a big deal.

The kitchen has only few inhabitants as of the moment and they all seem to be enjoying the party so far. I glance at a couple that are intensively making out at the back door entrance and I have to make a face of disgust as I jump down from the high stool and head towards the Haier Thermocool refrigerator by the side of the pantry.

After doing a random guess work of what to drink, I finally settle on a black fearless drink. People do hype the drink so I uncock it slowly, wondering why the drink is hyped anyways.

As I am about to gulp the contents down my mouth, I then realise that my phone is still switched off because of when I wanted to avoid my elder brother's questions.

I quickly switch it on - suddenly wondering who would have reached me since I switched it off. True to my thoughts, I already have unread messages mostly from my school group chats and then privately from some unknown numbers, AY of course, and then senior(snr) Tobias and Isoken.

...

Isoken issa bae👉🏽👈🏽
(6 unread messages)

》Bitch! I was able to make it to the fücking party!!

》Why are you not online?!

》I came with my boyfriend btw! The one that I told you about>3

》Nigga come online!!!

》Oh, I can clearly see you are safe with Jerry😒 no wonder you ghosted on your internet!

》Please use protection girl. I'm not ready to be a grand aunt yet!!!

...

I chuckle at Isoken messages and felt relief flood through me. At least I can just call her right now. I really need her company. My eyes widen when I read snr Tobias's own and it dates from two minutes ago.

...

Snr Tobias🙈

》Hey, Kiki told me you guys are coming to the party.

》Call or text me asap when you get this message.

...

I quickly type out a reply since he is still online.

...

In the Kitchen《

...

After sending the message, I bite my lips anxiously wondering why I feel like I just signed my death warrant. I drag my feet to my former position at the island and finally chug the content of the fearless drink down my oesophagus. I wince as the bittersweet taste of the liquid absorbs on the surface of my tongue.

Yuckkkk!

Whoever said this drink is worth the hype, is stupid. No offense there. My eyes go back to gazing round the kitchen - at least to keep myself busy until snr Tobias arrives. Unconsciously, my eyes drift to the couple that were making out initially and I notice they seem familiar.

Thank God they have finished their funny business though. Tilting my head to them intently for a minute or more, I gasp as the image of the guy and the girl finally becomes recognisable.

As if they could both feel my gaze, they both glance up simultaneously - which is creepy by the way.

"Bitch! Finally got rid of your fückboy." And yes, you got it right. Isoken is the supposed girl. She disentagles herself from the guy and rushes to my side in a second.

"Where..what-why-how?" I ask all the questions in a rush as I stare on. Honestly Isoken is a beauty to behold. She has this, 'Dress to kill' fashion scene and well, most people call her a whore for that. Not to forget that she is a playgirl if there is any word like that. Her two piece All-white bralette and skintight leather skirt clings to her skin like pure perfection. Diamond pendant dangles on her neck plus the numerous silver rings and bangles adorning both hands.

"Stop staring jor. Don't give my handsome bobo a reason to doubt my faithfulness." She winks and takes a quick glance at her boyfriend's direction while taking Jerry's former seat across me.

"How did your father allow you to come out like this?!" Seriously I have to ask. She chuckles and whips her hair in a flirting manner.

"Twas easy really. Just gave Musa some few hand jobs and nigga allowed me to sneak for the night since pops and ma traveled for a church conference meeting in Benin city."

My mouth hangs open in disbelief at her words. Did she just admit to giving her gateman handjob? Like she really pleasured him with her hands in his...okay I really need to stop over thinking things like that.

Before I can reply her, the guy that she was previously hanging out with, comes to our view and I have to stare anxiously, wondering if he remembers me at all - though I would have preferred he doesn't remember me and the horrible event that followed.

"Hey Aramide," Oh Lord he knows my name too. Great. My breath hitches for a moment as I answer him shyly.

"Umm, hi..Kwame or Kwesi?" Don't blame me. I only know that he is a twin and he is one of aunty Sade's children(apparently my cousin) that happened to sit close to me on the day of the family get-together. He chuckles lightly and swings an arm over Isoken's shoulder.

"The name is Kwesi." He has a slight Ghanaian accent to his voice and it can be kinda hard to miss if you don't listen intently. I hum in reply as I suddenly feel so inferior under his gaze. Maybe because I am embarrassed about what happened during the family get-together and then he might have told his girlfrie....wait! Isoken is really his girlfriend?

"Babe relax na shioor. I actually thought you're escaping from the claws of SARS jus now oo." She chuckles at her own joke and involuntarily, my lips curve into a wry smile. It wasn't funny at all but the way she said it ehh, God Benin girls can be so funny.

"Look, no need to be afraid. My boyfriend explained everything to me." She casts a brief glance at Kwesi who shrugs in reply. I scratch the nape of my neck nervously and chew my bottom lip. So, Isoken now knows that I am a Bolanle.

Wawu.

"Do you hate me?" I shock myself by directing the question to my cousin who quirks a brow at me questionably. Isoken jumps down from the high stool and taps my hand lightly.

"This is a family thingy and I can't intrude. I'll be back when you both are done." She gives me a reassuring nod and quickly drops a peck on Kwesi's lips. I internally yell in frustration wondering why Tobias isn't here yet, and why Isoken left me all alone with a cousin that is like a stranger - permit me to say that.

He slowly beckons to the direction of the outside balcony and I know he is trying to say, "let's talk outside." I did not argue or refuse. I follow like a lost sheep until we both reach the patio leading to the pool. Outside is much refreshing than I expected. Better fresh air, lesser noise of music, less humans roaming round, free view from the lovely serene world. I think I would never go back inside.

"Why would I hate you?" He suddenly asks as we come to a halt. I almost fawn at his pronunciation of the word "Hate" and "You" His Ghanaian accent really accentuated it. A gentle breeze sizzles past and I unconsciously drag the length of my gown down to at least protect my freezing legs.

"I..I ju-I don't know." I mentally smack my head at my dumb reply. I dare to take a peak of his face and I am quite pleased. The half moon from the sky above, casts a crystal clear reflection on his golden rimmed 'Ray Bans' glasses. At least that is what I picked. His twin is the rugged one while he, is like the geek or nerd. Whatever they call it.

"You think I would hate you for causing a rift in the family right?" My mouth drops open in shock. He literally just said what I couldn't utter. "You think we would never see you in the good light again and you think we would view you in the same light of aunty Tiara." Aunty Tiara is obviously my mother. I cringe on hearing that and his face morphs to a look of sympathy.

"Look, it's fine really. If there is anybody we should blame here, it is the mistakes of the elder ones in the family." He replies coyly as he kicks a random stone that bounces off and lands into the pool. Before he could speak again, someone screams from the pool.

"ASSHÖLE WHAT THE FÜCK?" I and Kwesi eyes widen the same time as a guy slowly swims out. Okay seems like people were swimming and the stone mistakenly lands on his head. My cousin glances at me sharply mouthing, "Run"

He doesn't need to tell me twice as we ran back into the kitchen from the back door. I take my words back - inside is better than outside. The people in the Kitchen glances at us weirdly for rushing in like that. I stick my tounge out at them and they shake their head wondering if I am high. Without realising it, I and Kwesi are now laughing together like siblings.

"Hey, will ya type your digits in for me?" He swipes his phone out of his pocket handing it over to me. I giggle while tapping his screen swiftly. I return his phone back to him with a smile and he saves it.

"Kwesi Boluwatife Adolor. 200L student studying Chemical engineering in Justice Bolanle Private University." Wait what? Is he talking to me? I stare at him incredulously, wondering why he spoke out of the blues. "Your turn cousin." He states it as if it is the most obvious thing on earth. I chuckle awkwardly before replying.

"Umm, Aramide Millicent Bola. SSS2 student in science class. Schooling in Cambridge International Group of schools (CIGs)"

"Why don't you use the full Bolanle?"

"Oh..about that. I grew up with Bola as my surname except people in school just assumed Bolanle is the full name especially since the administrative staffs knows who I really am. People don't know who I am..i guess they follow rumours though." I shrug and Kwesi nods in reply as I sight a familiar tall frame of human striding into the kitchen with confidence and a fleet of pride oozing of his posture alone. Even the others in the kitchen gape at his form in uttermost awe.

"Is that not the super hot model?"

"It's Tobias Pirah na."

"But he dosent make appearances to party scenes like this!"

Even my cousin notices my faraway gaze and follows my line of vision.

"Wow, Tobias?" He asks in bewilderment and I guess the former heard his name cause his gaze suddenly lands on us and I swear my heart turns mushy. His face lights up when his eyes sweep pass me.

"Hey man," Snr Tobias greets my cousin with a fist bump as he reaches our side in a jiffy.

"Guy, see as you don fresh oo. Nor be you be my junior for CIGs that year? Med ohh!" Kwesi says in pidgin and I cringe a little. Pidgin English doesn't roll well on his tounge. He even misplaced the words--so apparently, pidgin isn't for him, noted!

"I know man. What brings you to LasGidi? I thought you school at your grandad's Uni in Ibadan?"
[LasGidi is like a slang name for Lagos, mostly called by foreigners.]

"Oh, family issues bro. And school is on vacay." Tobias mouths an 'Oh' as his honey eyes lands on me again. I instinctively shudder which makes Kwesi to have a knowing look on his face. "See you later cousin. Tobias, you too." Isoken reappears from nowhere, and links an arm with Kwesi's own. I didn't miss the 'not so subtle' sexual gesture she demonstrates.

Ewww. This girl needs Jesus in her life.

"So...you're a Bolanle? I should have known the rumours were true." The corner of his lips tugs to a wry smirk and I, not knowing what to do, I pick up the half bottle of fearless that I left and chug the remaining drink whilst wincing at the bittersweet taste. He taps my back as I choke on it and I thought I imagined it when his touch lingers.

"You're up for a dance?" His honey eyes are so enticing and cute - dare I say and I cannot turn down such a mouthwatering offer and I gladly accept his outstretched arms.

It's only a harmless dance right?

♡♡♡

"Let loose Tobias. Stop being like ironman. You can never replace him in my life." An involuntarily hiccup escapes my mouth as I finish my statement. Tobias grips me tighter on the waist as we sway to the background music.

"Aramide...what did you drink? Hmm?" He asks with quipped interest. I fling my arms to the air and giggle afterwards.

"I took only that black fearless drink when I came back oo." His face clouds with amusement and it is slowly replaced with stern look.

"Don't tell me you took an exposed drink.." he trails off. But when I giggle again and smack my fingers on his soft lips, his answer is confirmed automatically.

Work by Rhianna and Drake booms out and I immediately wiggle free from his hold as I slightly crouch on knee level, to rock him. His face drops on the nape of my neck and I shiver as his hot breath tickles the hairs of my skin.

🎵I believed all of your dreams,
adoration
You took my heart and my keys
And my patience
You took my heart on my sleeve
For decoration
You mistaken my love I
Brought for you for foundation...🎵

I slowly and seductively move my waistlines against his crotch. I swear I don't know why I am feeling extra hyped tonight. But I love it. His hands come forward to hold my waist in place and I could tell he was really enjoying it. Still not satisfied, I remove his hands from my waist and placed it beneath my gown as his hand now grazes my soft skin. I sigh in contempt and move my ass more provocatively against his growing boner.

His touch is hesitant under my gown and I whine at his slow touch. I want him to just..touch me there...anywhere at least. Before I make another move, he spins me round and the action causes our bodies to jam impossibly close. A mourn escapes my mouth and I am not even embarrassed about it because nobody seems to care at the dance floor.

"Ara..fück! what are you doing to me?" I smirk in return and remove his hand from my waist, and put it directly over my butt and his eyes widen in surprise at the audacity. "Wh...what-" I cut him short before he can finish.

"Shut up and touch me." His honey eyes glistens with uncertainty but I can clearly see the hungry look beneath. He squeezes my ass roughly and I press myself harder to his frontal loving the way it feels. My right knee comes in contact with his hard-on and I shove it harder, to feel him - all of him.

He throws his head back as he is obviously enjoying what I am doing. My knee constantly moving back and forth the friction against his manhood felt so good. After giving my knee some feels, I try to replace it with my hands but he stops me before I can continue.

"Aramide..stop this. It doesn't feel right." He mutters with a very deep and husky voice. I whine and aggressively yank his collars to me. I stare at him under my lashes, slowly to place open wet kisses on his neck and I swear he groans out my name loudly. The veins on his neck are throbbing visibly and I kiss and suckle everyone of them before speaking again.

"Tobias...touch me. Anywhere please." I maintain a direct eye contact with him without battling a lid. As his honey eyes are barring deep into my eyes and roaming my body lustfully, I grab his right hand and slip it into my popped up button top causing my nipple to harden beneath. His hand doesn't move from my cleavage but I can see he is trying to restrain himself.

I can't explain this feeling of hotness, to feel him inside of me and maybe to sour high to places I can scream in awe.

And then, his lips captures mine sweetly and passionately.

Pure bliss.

《A/N》

*TAPS MIC* Ummm what the hell is happening?!

I practically had to divide this chapter into two since it's pretty long and then, the major thing I warned you guys about is in the next chapter🌚
Y'all should just be calming down drama has not started yet!

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