I met Laz in the bus. This is what happened. I was bored. I was already missing my daughter. I came home for Easter holidays ,that wasnt the time I got leave days. I found a bus with a minimum of 15 people in it . It was one of my favorite busses. They had good customer care and always drop me in town not in the highway which was unsafe for me.
I was on a seat number thirteen. I was suppose to sit on three seated but I wanted to be on a two seated and sit on window level. I don’t like back seats other, it was a long journey ahead. From Harare to Polokwane. I work around Polokwane for a catering business. The bus was not even full yet they had said it would leave at 7:30. It was already seven.
As I said I was bored. I went to look through window from the three seated. I don’t know how I left my handbag on the seat.
” This buses don’t value time,” I complained.
” They want you to buy tickets that it,” a woman who sat on the next seat snapped her fingers and spoke while gulping her juice slowly.
” Look the buses are already leaving while we still here,” I saw that at left side where the buses were leaving the premises. Then I saw a group of people enter the bus ,I don’t know where they came from. I checked on my seat and found some guy sitting next my seat. My heart panicked. My handbag!
I quickly rushed and sat down ,I didn’t even bother to greet him. I was rude then I noticed he was a fine guy but I had to check if nothing was stolen. My money ,passport, bank cards and medicine were still there ,I was relieved .
” Hie,”he suddenly spoke as I settled on the seat to relax. My heart skipped a bit, wondered if his skipped too.
I glanced him with nervous eyes. A part of me was irritated ,I don’t like guys making me sound like I was cheap. Why greet me informal? Hie? I replied in a low tune .I looked like a puppy eager to please its master. I didn’t want to look at him,something was me was sprouting like a seed . I thought Iwas developping feelings for him.
” Would you give me your number?” he said slowly with sheen in his eyes. He scratch his chin shyly. I quickly glanced his face. I could feel his glare ,it made me weak though Iwas fighting with my feelings. This was why man take advantage of me by showing I admire them on first sight.His cheeks were about to burst when he smiled and shove it to the window. He was handsome ,I like man with cat eyes and juicy lips .
He was getting on my nerves ,I wanted to blast.My heart and mind don’t know what they want I was scared to peek on his face. The guy was hitting on me. I could just see he was short in height and he had a small body . He was handsome but he looked a like a crook. I mean like those pretending men who have a mission to accomplish and leave after.
” OK,” I replied with a shaky voice and I was annoyed and looked at the window. Why did he want my number? He produced the phone in his hands and we bumbed head when I wanted to take it. He smiled and I chuckled turning my face to the window.
The bus driver introduced themselves and a prayer for the journey was done. The bus headed in the narrow way . The bus shove me and him on the window as it gave way to incoming vehicle I could see with my side that the guy was staring at me. I took my phone and played musiç through.I put a blanket on the seat to make myself comfortable. I saw a hauwei phone on my lap. He planted it there,he was glaring at me . The smile make me weak in my knees and send butterflies in my spine.
” Give me your number,” he whispered after pulling one earphone off.
Why was he forcing me ? I was gone in state of numbness. A feeling grew bolder too but I was stubborn . I just wanted him to stop talking to me. I dont feel comfortable. When his hand fell on my lap,there was a magnetic feeling and when I took the phone. My instinct told me to give me a wrong number.I thought what if he was the one. I ended up giving my real number. He smiled as I typed it quickly. I had mixture of bring annoyed and also of happiness . I just didn’t want to meet him in that way if he was the one.
Why was he being forward instead of telling me he liked me ? He ask for my number. In fact he demanded it,I had no option of saying no though. It sounds crazy right?
” What is your number?” I asked out of blue and he said the numbers and I typed them on my phone. I was too embarrassed how could I? I don’t know where the courage came from.
” What is your name ?” I added.
” Laz….. And yours ?” he asked between giggles. His voice was taking me to heaven but I didn’t want to sound desperate. I must play hard to get.
“Fiona,”I replied in a low tune and leaned on window to sleep.
He pulled my hand and I wanted him to stop touching me.I wondered what he was thinking in his head. Grabbing a stranger’s hand? Really. My smile was a bit silly.
” This is where I work? ” he said gently showing me pictures of a game reserve. I just looked but I didn’t want to. He was just annoying, I wished the bus flew so we would arrive quickly. I was not interested. Why he treat me like he knows me already? I saw animals and adventurous pictures. I loved nature but this was off. Though I have fallen in love with him but don’t show it. Does this happen to everyone ? A feeling want me to go with the flow but I was tired of relationships. I had been through a lot.
” Where are yyou going? Where you work?” I asked trying to stop him from making me watch his pictures. What was special about his pics?I saw a picture of him with his beard grown,something made me have goosebumps. Sounds silly of me. He hasn’t professed his love and I was already over him.
” Its in Limpopo,”he answered and put his phone down. I got interested now.
“I drop off where there two bridges then hike from there,”he added. The way he respondend heartily made chills in my spine. I kept on fidgeting I couldn’t sit straight. I was craving for him.
I know that place,I used to drop there, it was close where I stayed. Polokwane was a town and safe but that place wasn’t.
” We can drop together ,” I exclaimed . He was happy too because I saw in his eyes. The look on his face connected us,our eyes met. It was heavenly. It was a coincidence to meet someone like him. We were going same place. Our hands entwined like old loving birds, enduring the woman opposite on three seater ‘s stares. A big smile plastered my face..Finally!
I never dated a short guy but if he love me then I must take the risk.Love does conquers.