How I met my husband 2

The days passed and what I thought was just a passing fleet of emotions refused to end. Adeola as I had already known his name by now, refused to stop. Rather than stop, he intensified his efforts.
He became close friends with all the other guys I talk to in church and at school. That angered me, little did I know that he set them as watch guards over me. He kept knowing things about me, who wanted to date me and who I was considering dating. One day, I decided to "silence him forever".

Guess what I did.... I reported him to my mum. Knowing the kind of mother I had (God bless her soul), I knew he was in deep trouble. True to my thoughts, my mother made a big deal out of it. First she found out who his mum was in church and reported him to her, I still wonder what the scene must have looked like.

 The one I however witnessed was my mum facing him directly, as I watched from afar, I was almost gloating. But then I started feeling sorry for him. I then hoped that my mum would take it easy on him and just tell him off. It was years after that I realized that, that day, she encouraged him to face his studies and achieve something in life before thinking about a lady.

Anyway, that last resort did it. I was certain he hated me afterwards, I never heard from him again and to me I believed he had finally given up, until when my mum died.

 I received a call from him, he was trying to console me but rather than appreciate the call, I was irritated. It must have been really obvious because afterwards I never heard from him again for years.

 Then one day, about three years after, I received an annoying whassap message. I was in my 200 level in the university and it was quite annoying that someone would refer to me as "kiddo". 

The message went "Hi Kiddo..longtime... ". Because I was very angry, I wasn't really eager to know who it was. I tried to ignore the message, but when the sender pestered, I requested to know who it was and you can imagine how annoyed I was, to realize it was Adeola Shittu again.

The first thing that came to my mind was how had he managed to get my number? I had changed my phone number over the years and not many people from my past had my new number. I had avoided his messages on Facebook and I didn't believe he would come on whassap.

All the while it wasn't as if I remained single. I had guys interested me, I started dating in S.S 3 and if I am to count I will count about three relationships I had back to back, before putting an end to the whole relationship and dating thing. I was tired of not getting it right.

So I was single again by the time I was in my second year. I had a crush though, two actually. So despite being single, Adeola Shittu was the last person on my mind.

Well you guessed right, I insulted him and told him never to bother me on whassap again. Of course he didn't listen. He continued to send me messages once in a while with different phone numbers, he hardly used his picture as profile picture but he often used different drawings of people. This was how I discovered he was talented and he could draw. It was later that I realized he had been drawing right from secondary school and some of the pictures in the school's art studio had been drawn by him. I secretly wanted him to draw me and give me but because I still wasn't interested in him, I refused to ask.

I got to final year and I really started appreciating his talent but I still wasn't talking to him. He still said hello, once in a while but l never really encouraged him so his "hellos" gradually reduced.

Until one day in final year we needed to give our project supervisor a gift and someone suggested a drawing for her. I decided to make use of the opportunity and ask him for a favour for the first time. Guess what he did....he asked me to pay for it....