Girls love tough guys

"Pops please get straight to the point I'm confused".

"What am trying to say is that, I wasn't born again when I fell in love with the love of my life! Your Mom, your story and mine might be kind of similar a little bit and is somewhere somehow twisted but a little bit." he said.

"Twisted, but How?"

"Do I really need to explain every single word to you?" he yelled.

"Yes sir you need to, I don't want to end up looking like a gangster, pierced earrings on my tongue, toes, nose and etc." I whispered.

"But some girls love tough guys," he said.

"She's not some girl , and I don't think Lindy loves tough," I said.

"Oh so she doesn't love tough?" he asked. His look towards me had that question mark of 'how do I know?' But then being in my shoes. I have been watching her, ever since I laid my eyes on her. From the first time I fell in love with her. I watched her like a hawk. But then my father wants me to explain every single detail as if I'm going to ask for her hand in my marriage and He is to approve of her first. This moment was kind of depressing.

"She's a quiet innocent girl, nice, sweet and kind human being." I said.

"So you say huh?" he presumed.

"Yes pops she is." as I blushed.

"So that's all? You just love her for those five (5) reasons only?" he lifted his palm on my face, counting his fingers for the 5 reasons I have mentioned.

"No it's not just all that, she respects people, cares and she doesn't look down on people unlike her friend Mercy."

"Who's Mercy?" now that I have mentioned somebody he wanted every little detail.

"Mercy is her friend but I'm not really sure if she's her best friend."

"So how can you briefly describe Mercy?" He stared at me.

"Dad, why are you insisting on getting information about Mercy?" I got agitated. It seems as if we were going around in circles nowhere fast. I am here, trying to get help from him and yet he is now interested on some girl I'm so not interested in. I was starting to loose my patience.

"I need to know and maybe I could tell about your crush." he said.

"Mercy has a belly ring, pierced earring on the nose, she normally chews a gum. That's all I have noticed about her".

"Mm, so you love Mercy's friend Lindy? How do you know that 'Lindy' isn't half of the things you've mentioned about Mercy? surely this man was on to something. Something I turned a blind eye on because of the love I have for Lindy.

"What do you mean pops?

"What I'm trying to say is. Mercy is not a good character or good influence as you have described her to me! So I just want you to do a thoroughly research on both of them and peer pressure is a dangerous disease, and by the look of things, you only know this girl from a distance. Get close to her, know her better, find out what she loves, like and doesn't like or love. Do you understand what I'm trying to point out?"

Pops was clearly giving me a lesson am totally inside a classroom and my teacher which is my father is tutoring me Life Skills and I only know 40% of the things she doesn't like and love. On vibration my phone rang. I don't recognize the number, I glared my phone.

"Why don't you answer your phone? He said whilst picking his phone up. "What are you waiting for?"

"I don't know whose number it is." I said.

"Give me the phone." I passed the phone and he answered.

"Joe's phone hello!" he said. He wore a serious face.

"Good day sir, you are speaking to Lindy." the women on the phone replied. "Is Joseph available?" she asked.

"Please hold on, I'm going to give him the phone" he said. "I think luck has hit you!" he whispered. "The lady on the phone says her name is Lindy and my gut feeling tells me that, it's your crush!" father was full of joke's. He had placed his palm on the speaker of the phone. I wasn't ready to talk to Lindy. Father and I kept on bickering with the phone. I could feel a shiver on my knees as I wasn't ready to talk to Lindy, but then I had no choice, I had to speak to her in the end. I finally had the courage to answer my phone.

"Hello!" I said, my voice was hard. I gulped the saliva that was hardening my throat.

"Joe! Hi it's Lindy! Lindiwe!" she sounded ecstatic and I on the other hand froze and couldn't say a word. "Um… Joe! Hello! Are you still there? She asked.

"Yes I'm here… sorry just something caught up my eye!"

"It must be a lady I presume?" she said. And dad signed to me to calm down and to keep my cool.

"No, No it's not." I had to do as I was instructed and I had to cool down and be me, for if am all evasive and all that I wouldn't get the girl.

"You said you are Lindiwe from where?" I enquired.

"I am Lindy and I normally sit at the back row with my friend Mercy during lectures". She said. And yes luck did really hit me.

"Oh, Ok I remember you now, so how did you get hold of my digits?" I had to ask. The girl am striving for has got my digits already, and I was trying get hold of hers, how did that just happen? Or am I being guarded by an angel every day.

"Trevor your friend gave them to me and that's the reason I'm calling you right now! So we can set a date! When can we meet?" just the moment she said 'date' when should we meet I removed the phone on my ear, brought my hands together and looked up.

"Thank you Lord!" I said it quietly. "When you guys did exchange my numbers, what was the main reason behind it" I had to act strange, not evasive, but have to enquire.

"Didn't Trevor tell you?" her pitch tone of her voice changed.

"Tell me what?" Honestly speaking I had no idea of what they had discussed.

"Oh my word, I feel like a complete idiot right now…"

"No! No! No! Nobody is an idiot here, just tell me what you and Trevor discussed then I'll see to it how I could be of help!"

"… Trevor said you are an artist, you are passionate about art and you are good with paints!" she explained everything within a minute.

"Every person who's passionate about art is good with paint. Wait a minute so that's the reason you want to meet with me, am I right?"

"Yes!" she confirmed.

"You sound breathless my dear! Please calm down, of course I would love to help you". I calmed her down.

"Are you sure about this?" she asked.

"Yes my place or your place?"

"Any place is fine with me because this assignment is needed in three weeks' time" she asked.

"Don't worry dear you'll be sorted!" I repeatedly called her dear, because she's dear to my heart.

I could hear the change of her voice's tone that she was thrilled. And for a moment I was going somewhere. Trevor knows quite a few artists that do an excellent job, but he chose me to help the girl of my dreams, the girl I wish to marry someday.

"So will you give me your address?" She asked.

"Yes I'll text you my address, and you too do the same thing." I said.

"Ok cool so how about tonight?" she suggested.

"Oh dear tonight can't work, how about we start tomorrow after lectures?" I said.

"That'll be great, I like that." she was thrilled.

"Cool! Tomorrow then." and I too was glad, that she was happy that I would be available to assist her and would get close to her.

"So things are going your way right son?" Dad had a grin on his face when he asked.

"You'll help her with whatever she wants and you'll finally tell her how you feel." he couldn't stop smiling. He continued and asked "Isn't that alright?"

"I hope so too…but I don't know if I'll have the nerve to do it.". My palms were sweating. I was so nervous. I honestly wasn't ready to meet her or rather express the way I feel about her.

"You will when the time is right!" father assured me.