Fadz: so what about you?
Me: I am 5 years old.
Fadz: please I am serious
Me: I am not joking… my birthday is on the 29 February.
Fadz: you know… (Got cut off)
Me: oh it’s refreshing here… it smells like nature.
Fadz: you are right it smells like grass.
Me: and it’s beautiful
Fadz: it really is
She is easily distracted. We passed the garden and got to the community park….
Me: so this is where we buy our lunch?
Fadz: I don’t see any shop here
Me: there are street vendors at the other side of the park.
Fadz: street vendors?
Me: yes… haven’t you ever bought food at a street vendor before.
Fadz: no I have but I am surprised you do
Me: hey… believe it or not. I grew up buying food from street vendors
Fadz: I rather not believe it.
I stood with her on the line.
Me: what would you like to eat?
Fadz: I don’t know
I looked at the vendor
Me: rise and fried chicken with all of your salads.
As I waited for the food I heart Fadz squirming.
Fadz: what the f--k!
By time I turned around she had already gave a guy a punch and she was already pulling another one.
Fadz: how dare you sonofabitch…
She gave him another punch. I held her hands because she wasn’t backing down.
Me: whoa! What happened?
Fadz: the mother f----r just sq££zed my butt
I turned to him with anger and threw a fist on his nose and he ran away. Fadz wanted to run after him but I held her back and led her away from the crowd while she was swearing and cursing at the guy. The thought really nauseated me. Just to think that I am the one who brought this little girl here made me want to send people after the guy. We sat on the bench under a tree.
Me: calm down Fadz… I am sorry that had to happen.
Fadz: some guys just underestimate girls
Me: yes, but you sure taught him a lesson.
Fadz: (smiles) you think
Me: absolutely… I mean you were on fire
She laughed and I felt relieve brushing through me. This means our lunch can go on.
Fadz: you know we came here for lunch
Me: I know and we will have the lunch
I looked at the vendor and one of the guys I hired delivered the food to us.
Fadz: are there people following us?
Me: no…. it’s just some guy I asked to bring the food to me. Let’s eat
I looked at the food, they looked unappetizing, and Fadz also looked at the food then looked at me.
Me: you know what… I will buy something better put the food away
Fadz: and you say you grew up eating street food
Me: hey… they didn’t look like they were undercooked like this food
She laughed as we pushed the takeaways to the sides
Me: so what will you be studying at school?
Fadz: I don’t know… I don’t want to go to varsity
Me: are you nuts… I mean… why?
Fadz: because what I want to be has nothing to do with studying
Me: what do you want to be?
Fadz: a dancer
Me: really, you are a dancer
Fadz: kind off
Me: well… if this day goes well then one day you will dance for me
Fadz: if
Me: you know you are really beautiful Fadz
Fadz: don’t even start… you were doing so well until now
Me: what is it? You hate the truth or being complemented Fadz: that’s cheeky and I hate it… you sound cheap saying that
Me: wow… do you believe you are ugly
Fadz: oh my god… I am about to go right now.
Me: okay… I am sorry… I am sorry… would you like to go on a round about
Fadz: at your age
Me: hey I am five years old.
Fadz: oh my god
I stood up and pulled her hand to the playground. She sat on the swing and I started gently pushing her.
Fadz: you asked me a lot of questions but you say nothing about your life.
Me: well there is nothing to know
Fadz: you look young… how come you own such a big company
Me: my sister gave it to me
Fadz: you have a sister
Me: uh… kind of.
Fadz: you know I don’t understand why you refuse with information.
Me: I don’t want to make you lose your appetite
Fadz: trust me… it’s not there
Me: I will tell you on the way back.
Fadz: okay… it’s been four hours already… I think we should return
What… already?
Me: chill… I will drop you off at your place.
Fadz: I really think I should go.
Me: can you just wait a few more minutes… I am enjoying myself
Fadz: oh lord… okay thirty minutes
Me: thirty minutes…
From the swings we went for ice cream and continued with chatting, thirty minutes turned into an hour, then two hours, and then three hour She had totally forgot that she should go home. She remembered when it was totally dark.
Fadz: holy shit… my mother is going to kill me.
Me: relax
Fadz: it’s like an hour to go back so don’t you dare tell me to relax okay.
Me: hey look, there is my car. Let’s go.
I pointed to where my car was parked. Her phone rang. And she hurried to the car.
Fadz: hello mom… yes I am alright… I am coming home don’t worry… I just volunteered at some hall to help, with uh… their work. I said I am on my way. Ok.
Me: you are a liar
Fadz: shut up
Me: is your mother kind of evil
Fadz: my mom is not evil… she is just like any other mom.
Me: good then she won’t kill you.
I opened the door for her and she rolled her eyes. I went to the driver’s seat and drove her home while she was giving me directions. She stopped me in front of a big flat.
Me: is this your house
Fadz: don’t be crazy… I wouldn’t show you where I live.
I got off to open the door for her.
Me: thank you I had a very interesting day.
Fadz: yeah… hey, you said you will tell me all about yourself on the way back.
Me: oops… it slipped right off my mind.
Fadz: you tricked me.
Me: I guess if you really want to know about me then we can set another date for lunch right now
She looked at me with wide eyes but I wasn’t sure if she was angry or happy because of the darkness. She didn’t reply me and we stood there staring at each other until I found myself holding her waist with my lips on hers. She tried to beat be back but she ended up giving in and returning my kiss. When I left her she stumbled back in shock trying to catch her breath.
Me: so what will it be? Do you want to see me again or not?
Fadz: you haven’t even told me your name.
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