Dealing With Love...

Precious POVComing to New York has always been my dream. And now, that I'm here, I just can't believe it. It's even more beautiful than I thought. I stood outside the airport, looking around for a taxi to take me to the apartment, my best friend and I will be staying.My name is Precious Ifeoluwa Dare. I'm a 23-year-old Nigerian and am here for my master’s degree program. I wouldn’t consider myself as short, with my 5’4” stature, that’s not short, right? Anyway, I have a coffee skin color with long black hair courtesy, of my mother.The sound of my phone ringing snapped me out of my thoughts. I pulled it out of my pocket and looked at the caller ID, allowing a small groan to come out of my mouth as my mom's name flashed on the screen. Sighing, I picked up the call and kept walking. "Hello, Mummy" I greeted softly, as I used my shoulder and ear to hold my phone, so I could get my luggage off the pavement. "Precious, how are you? Have you landed yet? How's the place? How's Funke?" I

Precious POVI was jolted awake by the sound of loud noise. Picking up the alarm clock, I slammed it into the wall and groaned at its interruption. That's right, not a morning person."Precious" I heard my name being called and Funke soon, walked into my room already dressed while I'm still trying to shake off the sleep in my eyes."Are you not going to class? It's your first day and you already want to be late" she said, shaking her head at me."I'm up, I'll be down in a minute" I laughed. See what I did there? No? okay. I tried to stand up, to show her that, I was serious about being awake.Standing up, I stretched a little as Funke left the room and entered the bathroom to brush my teeth and have a shower. I looked at my coffee wound of yesterday and frowned at the fact that it was getting worse and it still hurts. Confused as to why it hasn’t started healing, I made a mental note, to go back to the clinic. Walking out of the bathroom, I dress up in my favorite black, round neck,

Precious POVSaturday rolled by faster than I expected. So, here I was, laying on my bed, wide awake, as I kept replaying the adventure of the past week. First, I come to New York, and ended up in the hospital, met a hot billionaire, had lunch with him for the whole week, and decided to go to a stupid gala. And even though, I never pictured my first week here, to be so, eventful, I enjoyed the food as much as it was annoying.I came here with one aim, which was to finish my master’s and not end up in a crazy relationship. Sighing, I rubbed my face with my hands. To be honest, I was just scared of even liking anyone at this point, and it boiled down to the fact that guys in my life have been one hell of a ride, and I didn’t want to resume.But then again, I couldn’t help but think of Ethan's smile, his laugh, his weird eating combinations, or how different, he was from everyone else. Maybe, it’s because of the change of scenery?Sighing, I stood up from my position as it was already pa

Precious POVI couldn't sleep!Why?Well, because every time I closed my eyes, I kept thinking about the what ifs. What if, I start to develop feelings for him? What if, I was just reading too much into this? What if, I can’t stop thinking about him? We already sailed that boat but still, what if I can’t get this stupid crush on him to fade away?I groaned into my pillow, as these intrusive thoughts wouldn’t stop, and sat up. Since it was Sunday, I had to go to church. I found out there was a Redeem church just two streets away and I was one to never miss a Sunday service.Getting up, I stripped and entered the bathroom, brushed my teeth then had my bath. Stepping out, with a towel hanging on my body, I walked towards my wardrobe and pick out a dress for today. I decided to go with the green patterned Ankara short gown and its scarf along with a pair of green heels to match.I rubbed cream on my body and applied a little brown powder on my face and then put on a little lip gloss, befo

"And who says you are family, Brittany? I invited her. Do you have a problem with that?" Rose asked, too sweet for anyone’s liking, while Brittany just looked angry. At this rate, I hope I don’t get a heart attack with the laser beams coming out of Ethan’s eyes. "Okay, dinner isn't gonna eat itself, right? Let's dig in" Mr. White or Ryder stated, clapping his hands together and I just remembered, how hungry I was. I took a sit opposite Rose, and beside Liya while the maids served us. I mumbled a thank you to them and dug in. It was heavenly. Seriously, it was like tiny bursts of paradise, in my mouth. "This is amazing" I complimented unconsciously. I was enjoying this food. We made small talk during dinner and it was fun even though Ethan didn't say a word. Frankly, I was starting to get worried but why should I? I would have been forced to come if I didn’t cooperate willingly. When we finished eating, the maids came in to clear the table and one of them poured wine on my legs.