Chapter Twelve

We didn't hear the end of it, guys.

My mom phoned all of her friends telling them about how I had bagged a caring and spoiler boyfriend and most of all rich.

As much as I loved those gifts, they were too much.

I gave some little stuffs to my siblings and the most expensive ones, I wrapped up and was ready to get them delivered the next day.

I checked my messages to find Dan's message.

"I'll text you when I'm done, I still have a lot of shooting to do. I'm so tired, I wish we were on a call together. Talk to you soon"

I had not even thanked him yet.

" i love those gifts omg, I love themmmm. You're so sweet. Don't you think they are a little bit too much? For someone you just met? Don't get me wrong, I love those but the diamond necklace was ah. How do I put this? I checked the price and it costs my house and my entire tutition for the year" I texted back.

It was around 3 when I sent the messages.

He replied around 10, he must have been so busy.

"Hey, just finished"

I had just woken up from another nap when I saw it.

"Oh poor daniel"

He sent a laughing emoji and i sent a funky sticker.

"About the gifts being too much, I thought as well that it was"

"Then why?"

"It was the easiest thing I could find to gift you and maybe it's because well I'm crazy"

Easiest, Wow.

He just called me poor, pauper and poverty stricken girl in 20 different languages from Africa.

"You're not crazy Dumb ass. you're better, Paycho.." I managed to reply.

"Psycho for you, model to others. I don't know, I had never blushed that hard before in years and it took you one day to do that easily "

"Who said it was easy"

"No one, you just make it look easy, feel easy that was why I wanted to impress you "

I blushed hard that my face muscles to hurt because I was smiling.

Yeah, we ended up talking for hours and I kid you not we called.

It was the cutest ever, his voice, his laugh, his jokes.

Get my mind a chair, it's dizzy.

We ended up the call to me singing a rhyme because of a dare and he sleeping soundly, he's breath in perfect rhythm with my heartbeat.

When did I become a poet.

Love is something crazy.

Did I say Love?

Oh shit.

Guys it was time to go to school, I had dressed to kill and I made sure I was looking neat.

If didn't go unnoticed by my family and oh the pain, the torment, the torture when they kept asking about him.

Especially my little twin brother. Tch.

Boys, am I right?

I was always the one that left the house last as my mom would leave shortly after making us breakfast and I would take the twins to the front of the house where the school bus would stop and I would then close the house.

The school bus had barely left when I saw a nice car at the other side of the road.

A guy in my school uniform was leaning on the car with a bouquet of flower, colorful ones.

Daniel.

He walked towards me with elegance and a smile.

I wish I could lick that smile.

It was too sweet.

He offered me the flower as he continued to break eye contact.

He was shy?

"How did you? When? Do you know me?"

I asked in awe and shock.

"Here" he said as he gave me the flower and I took it with suprise evident in my look.

"I got your address from the delivery guys yesterday"

"Oh" I finally realized. I'm such a dummy.

"Wow, oh wow" he said as his eyes glittered like he saw something remarkable.

"What's wrong?" I looked behind to see if there was anything.

"You look more breathtaking up close, Evie"

I blushed.

Furiously.

"Stop the flattering dumbass. You say that with a face like yours" I replied staring at the ground.

"Why are you here though, we could have met later in the day and gine for lunch or something?" I added.

"What do you think?" He teased.

"To give me flowers?" I asked because it was obvious.

"Even better, to drive my future girlfriend to school" he said with his face very close to mine that I forgot to even swallow my saliva.