Precious
One basement like that

It was 5pm or so and I was waiting for Yobanna to finish some kind of interview or something.

So it had happened that myself and Yobanna went to chill, nigga had been acting weird of recent and so I had to take him out. I knew it was partly because of that dinner stuff

Look I was proud of my nigga for standing up for himself but I was sad for the innocent girl, she was dragged and shit like that and the period Yobanna didn't appear, I tried you know, like I tried to save her.

So somehow we were chilling in Grooves and his crazy manager called and here was why I called her crazy. She yells too much. She behaves more like his elder sister than a manager and growing up and being the only male I was supposed to be used to the noise but Paris, Paris was a handful, legful, everything full. It had happened he was running late for some interview of some sort

And somehow we had hopped into my car and found ourselves in front of a really gigantic building.

"I'll be out in an hour at least" He told me and I nodded. I watched his retreating figure swallowed by the passage way.

I made my way downstairs and found myself in a shop of some sort, a really cool shop but this one was sophisticated, here is why.

So it happens that they sold just snacks and drinks, a really cool blue theme  that felt whoosy with Work by Rihanna and Drake playing softly from the speakers. I liked the place, there was another section for playing games, like I could see some guys bowling and in as much as I wanted to join them I sucked at it. Maybe Ken could play, nigga played a lot of games to be honest.

There weren't so much people or less people, if that made sense at all. There was a television that was displaying some action movies that hooked a lot of people, a lot of people except her.

She was staring right back at me. I wasn't Yobanna you know but that didn't mean girls didn't openly send flirty smiles at me.

I sat on one of the high seats and tried my best to focus on my phone until that scent hit me. Too feminine, the kind of scent that called for your attention and somehow you find yourself being compelled.

I took my eyes off to find the person who had invaded my senses

"Hey" I found myself saying to the girl in hoodies, the hoodie didn't do well to cover her locs, she was deliberately trying to adjust the hoodie better, it reminded me of Yobanna alot. Always on hoodies.

"Hi" The soft voice replied back and my eyes perked up, the, the voice seemed familiar, like I've heard this voice a million times and yet I haven't.

"I'm Precious,my nose got attacked by your scent in a good way though" I chuckled.

She laughed quietly. The waiter brought a cup of fruit juice to her

"Nice name. Thank you though,I guess it's a compliment"

"So you won't tell me your name?"I pressed.

She didn't respond cos she had her lips around the straw.

"It's not that important"

"Then I'll call you green"

" Huh?"She seemed confused,I was yet to see her face,just seeing her head view as she hid away in her green hoodie

"Yes na,the color of your hoodie,or do you want me to call you orange fruit juice?"

She actually laughed this time.

" You are funny"
There was a way she talked,like she was calculating her words.

"If you call me green then I'll call you black, after all you are wearing a black shirt"

I chuckled. She straightened her hoodie better

"Who are you hiding from?" I asked straight up. I didn't suck at conversations, just that I wanted badly to confirm something, if she was..

"And what makes you think I'm hiding from someone? "There was something about being defensive, your voice went a little octaves higher, that's how orange fruit juice sounded.

"For starters, I'm yet to see your face" I stated.

"Maybe I'm an assassin?"There was a teasing edge to her voice

" And you are telling me? Nice try ma'am, assassins can't even survive in this country,where una see gun sef?"I dismissed and she laughed for the second time.

There was a loud cheer from the bowling area and then the music changed to some Cardi B's song.

"Have you ever considered comedy?" She asked me. I noticed she was almost halfway with her drink.

"Nope, but I'll try it now that you've mentioned it"

I heard her scoff audibly.

" It's that you trying to flirt?" She asked

" It can't be that bad"

" It is"

And we both laughed and somehow my phone churned,I turned to look at it for a minute.

"So you like Shade Onam?" She asked and I smiled widely.

" I love her,she's my celebrity crush, what's there not to love about her"

" Uhm,tell me more"Mystery girl nudged me on.

" Her eyes are so fascinating and if I ever have a chance to meet her, I'll confess my love to her"

" Interesting"

I didn't notice she had sipped all the contents of her cup now.

We were both quiet for a while and somehow she let her hoodie fell back a little revealing her face and the speed at which she adjusted it, I had already seen her, Jesus, how... What the hell? I stood up so fast in shock

"You ..." The words just stuck in my throat

She faced me now, grinning widely,her green eyes dancing in excitement. I couldn't believe it, I've been sitting and talking to Shade freaking Onam.

She looked better in person, more beautiful, more exotic, like someone who wasn't supposed to be seen in real life, someone specially reserved for magazine covers and banners and Tv adverts.

"Hey" She snapped me out of my thoughts, like we just met again.

"You are Shade" I said slowly.

"Please don't shout, I just want to take a drink and leave"She pleaded.

I sat slowly back on my seat.

" I feel so embarrassed right now, trust me I had a better way to confess my love"I mumbled and she chuckled.

But this wasn't fair, why did I have to meet my crush in such a way?

"You are a really cool dude precious, funny and handsome but I have a boyfriend already and I have a feeling you'll actually meet someone really good for you"

Someone that's not me, her eyes screamed.

Now I know that feeling, heart broken when you aren't even in a relationship with the person.

"So I'm your friend now?" I asked and she nodded

" I can get your number?"I asked and she nodded again. I smiled this time genuinely. I passed my iPhone to her and she pressed her digits in.

Suddenly her phone rang and her face scrunched up, Madam Kay, the user ID read.

"I'll have to get going Precious, twas nice meeting you" She briefly hugged me and just like that she left.

I tried to convince myself it was reality, she hugged me right? I have the number of the most sought teen model in Nigeria? I spoke to her right? God I was so wiped with this girl.

Yobanna walked in few minutes later and I hugged him.

"Precious what's wrong with you?Get off me bro"He pushed me but not too hard,we were in public after all.

" I saw Shade Onam,I saw her,we spoke,I have her number,we are friends now,thank you so much bro"I said all at once.

" Okay fine,can I breathe now,I have to get a drink" He sidestepped me but I didn't care, Yobanna was annoying sometimes but I was too happy to let him ruin my mood.

I was definitely not going to forget this date,never ever. I spoke to my crush,I spoke to her.

"I'll buy the drink for you" I suddenly said following Yobanna closely.

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Precious finally met his celebrity crush ooo😫💓, God when na😥

Thank you so much lovetori_xo for letting me use your character
Sometimes I really wish Shade Onam was real😫

PS:She even gave me idea for this chapter