Chapter 105

Immediately, I reasoned that it was undergarments she wanted to go and buy, which would have to take her time to get the perfect size. Truly, I’m going to become bored if I wait outside.

"Let me follow you," I said softly.

"Okay, if you want too, let’s go," she replied and turned around. They started walking towards the mall entrance, while I followed them.

We took the escalator to the fifth floor. The fifth floor of the mall was for clothes. It’s not usually crowded, unlike the fun centre floor, food, and so on.

We were finally on the fifth floor. We walked to where she could get underwear. When we reached there, she went to look for the one she was going to buy and was also going to size her.

I walked to the chair close by that was meant to be seated on for waiting. I sat down, then reached out for my phone in my trousers pocket. I was going to play my favourite game, Call of Duty (cod), to keep myself company while she gets what she wants to buy.

After some minutes, when she had been looking for what she wanted, she finally got one. I noticed her walking into the changing room with a few bras.

I continued with my game, even though my mind wasn’t in it anymore. My mind was elsewhere. All I could think of was to join her in the changing room, but I kept battling with it not to be distracted from the game.

"Adam," she whispered, 

I looked up to see her calling me. She used the curtain to cover herself while only her head was outside. I looked around immediately to see if nobody was looking, or maybe I could get a worker to attend to her.

Nobody was looking and all the workers were busy doing one thing or the other. I assumed I had to go and meet her to help her with whatever she wanted. I put my phone back in my pocket after quitting the game.

I stood up and walked towards the changing room. After I got there, I asked, "What happened to you?"

"I need a little help from you," she replied.

"What could that be?" I asked again.

"The hook of the bra got stocked. Please can you help me with it?" she answered. She

is joking, right? She was joking. Why would she want me to do that for her? I reasoned. Even though I wanted to join her in the changing room, I never thought she would want me to come inside.

"Are you joking?" I asked.

"No, I’m fucking serious. If the hook gets spoilt, I’m going to pay for it, since nobody would buy it after the hook has been spoiled," she revealed.

I don’t think I have any money on me to pay for the bra. I would have just paid for it. I guess I have to help her. Okay, I’m going to help you, "I said."

"Thanks so much," she said, but I don’t know why the look on her face changed immediately. She dragged me into the changing room without hesitation.