LIFE CHRONICLES --- ''HERE’S TO THE LOVE THAT LIES IN A WOMAN'S EYES'' (PT2)

(continued from) So she stayed his friend content to have the precious little moments they spent together.
Opus on his part was fiercely loyal and protective of Lola. His seat beside her was his seat permanently and God help any guy stupid enough to venture near that seat. After one or two altercations, the entire class came to know that particular seat as Opus’s seat so if one ever needed directions to find Opus, the class would quickly refer you to the seat using Lola as its landmark.

Life continued same as always with Opus and Lola dancing around each other in enduring friendship. One being open and friendly and the other hiding a secret and it worked…for a while. One evening, Lola walked in to find Opus making out with some girl. Usually she would make some light hearted joke and all would laugh but today, Lola was irritated by it all and instead made a snarky comment which drew an upraised eyebrow from Opus. With the tension in the room clearly obvious, the girl left the room unsure of what had transpired.

“What just happened?” Opus growled clearly annoyed at the fact that the “meat” he had been about to eat had been rather unceremoniously removed from his mouth by Lola. “What do you mean by what just happened? She fired back. I came in and she chose to leave. How is that my fault?” “Seriously, Lola?! She just chose to leave or that silly comment you made earlier wasn’t the reason she up and left? Look, if you are having a bad day, I would rather you stay away till you feel like being civilized.”

Lola reeled stunned “so now, I am uncivilized ehn? You that quarrels with people because of seating space and I am uncivilized?!” Exasperated Opus stated “Lola please just go. Let’s talk later.” With that, he held the door open for her to leave. Lola stormed out barely managing to hold back the tears threatening to spill down her cheeks. In her room, she covered her head with her pillow and bawled like a baby glad for once that her roommates were nowhere to be found.

No friends to confide in, no one to seek advice from so she turned to her inner Lola. “Why can’t you just tell him how you really feel?” inner Lola asked crying along with her. “Why are you so afraid? After all, what is the worst that could happen? The highest thing is he will say no?” but the prospect of having to face Opus was terrifying and so she continued crying which was the only thing she had the power to do without fear.
The next day, Opus returned to his former seat much to the surprise of his friends and the entire class. It was like the biggest thing in history had happened. Everyone noticed. Some who were that stupid questioned Lola if they had had a quarrel. It seemed many were happy that the so called happy couple had “broken up.” Class was hard that day for Lola and so was the next day after that, and the next.

Friday morning, Lola came to the decision that she was not going to go to class that day and informed the hostel administrators that she was feeling ill. After providing proof by going to the school clinic and pretending to have a fever, she was allowed to lie in for the day seeing as it was already the start of the weekend. 

She lay in bed feeling sorry for herself and shedding tears. With sounds of life returning to the hostel after classes, Lola pretended to be asleep as soon as her roommates stepped in.

“Lola, how your body?” asked one roommate who gently shook her awake to make sure she was still alive and was startled at how red and puffy her eyes were. “My goodness?! Lola look at your face! Are you sure you shouldn’t go back to the hospital? You look like death!” Lola gave a wane smile assuring her that all was well. “When I get sick, I cry easily. Dunno why. Don’t worry I will be fine.” Came her ready lie. “Okay oh” came the roommates reply. “If you are sure.” And with that she backed away leaving Lola to close her eyes in self-pity. The day pretty much passed by uneventfully after that with her roommates leaving her alone to her devices.

Sunday morning with everyone away at one church gathering or the other, Lola sat alone staring at the floor and moping when there was a knock at the door. There was no point to ask who it was. It was a communal co-ed hostel so Lola went to the door expecting to find a hostel administrator or some random student seeking an extra bucket for washing but opened to find Opus standing at the door. Quickly scanning the area she dragged him inside as male students were not necessarily allowed into female rooms.

“What do you want?” she hissed as soon as she closed the door. “Good morning to you too Lola I see you are still in your uncivilized mood. I just came to check up on you seeing as you weren’t in class on Friday but I see I shouldn’t have bothered.” He turned to leave. “Say something!” screamed inner Lola. “Say something now or he is going to go!” Pride welled up inside Lola as she battled with her thoughts. Opus had reached the bathroom door at this point, clearly headed for the main door when Lola blurted out “wait, don’t go and then the words came tumbling out. “I am sorry. I didn’t mean to act the way I did. I was just angry. You never notice me. It’s like you don’t see me. I look like one of the guys to you and you don’t know that I have loved you for so long.”

The silence was deafening as Opus whirled around stunned at all he had heard. Lola was panting hard like she had just participated in a 100 meter dash. Still, Opus said nothing and Lola’s heart sank. This was exactly what she had feared. The worst had happened. She should have kept her big mouth shut. She turned to face the window so that Opus wouldn’t see the tears that were now flowing freely. This time, the tears did not wait and fell fast and free. She did not see Opus cross the room but started when he held her and gently turned her around.

“Why are you crying?” he whispered. I am still here and I am not going anywhere. “Did you mean all you just said?” but Lola was crying so hard it was now impossible to respond so he hugged her tight and Lola died in his arms. “Not a kiss but a hug” she thought. “He clearly wants to be just friends” and so resigned, she stopped crying. He let go of her the instant she stopped crying. Gently wiping her face with his handkerchief and when her face was presentable, he dropped his lips to hers and kissed her catching her off guard.

It was a shock at first to have his lips on hers but when she realized what was happening, she gave into it. His lips were soft and his kisses gentle as he parted her lips finding her tongue. A low moan escaped her as she pressed him firmly to herself as the kiss deepened with both of them frenziedly tasting each other.

Pushing her onto her bed, he lay on top of her as they writhed in each other’s arms. Lola kissed him with all the pent up passion she felt and he took as much as she gave while giving in return. Soon their clothes were in a pile on the floor.

“Chai, his body is gorgeous” thought Lola as she gazed at all that was him. Smooth muscle toned skin she was a little distracted when he slowly entered her and she winced. He stopped in shock “Lola, are you a virgin?” she smiled shyly but he was too far gone to stop. Consumed with emotion he plunged deeper as she cried out equally consumed with her need for him.

He was a skilled lover. Bringing her to the brink of madness with each stroke all the while whispering in her ear “Lola, I love you. Lola I love you” till they both slid into mindless oblivion clinging to each other as wave after wave of ecstasy ripped through them. Panting from what they had both done, they lay spent in each other’s arms when the sound of students returning jolted them back to reality. If caught, it would mean automatic expulsion. Quickly getting dressed with Lola pulling off the bed sheet to hide what had happened, Opus kissed her deeply before bolting from her room seconds before her roommates returned.

Excited, Lola spent the day reliving what had happened. It had been magical, special even. She was glad she had waited to give herself to someone she really loved and who loved her back then, doubt entered her mind. What if it didn’t mean as much to him as it meant to her? What if she was just another conquest, another notch? With that scary thought, Lola decided to go to the library to read to get her mind off her fears but nothing entered her brain as she worried about what she had just done. Only time would have the answer that was for sure.

Monday morning, Lola is seated in her seat in “the House of lords” when some guy comes in and sits down beside her. She says nothing it is after all a free country. Suddenly as if by magic, Opus materialized and says to the young man…”my friend, get out of my chair” it doesn’t take a soothsayer to know that Lola and Opus were back together again and when he sat down silently taking her hand under the table, she knew. She knew that love had found her at last.

Written by Dawn W.
Dawn weaves stories borne from her love of life, fantasy & romance. An OAP, Lawyer & writer she blends an eclectic mix of her nature to bring you spell binding and soul touching stories. 

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