Twenty

The drive back to my house was very quiet, The silence was heavily pregnant that I so much wish I could stab it at different parts with words. 

Kene's dad tried to make us stay for breakfast. But Kene was so bent on taking me back to my Father's house like he said. 

I could decipher the worried look on his face. His four head was wrinkled just like the Wi-Fi symbol on phones. 

I fought the urge to flick him on the head and wipe it away with kisses. 

"Kene" I called out desperately as he  parked in front of the green gate of my house .

"I will send your stuff to you " he replied not looking at me. 

"Okay " I said

"I love you " I added 

I moved closer to him and within a nanoseconds our lips met each other. 

I was glad he kissed me back, I pulled away to look at his face. 

"You love me? but not