If I was rich I’d take the next plane going to London and I’d go see Sammy. I’m sure you’ve seen those Hollywood movies where a boy travels abroad and meets hot girl, they fall in love and have a good time but he has to leave so he spends one last night with her having fun knowing fully well he might never see the girl again, yeah… Been there done that and I tell ya that’s one of the worst situation to ever be in.

I think I was like 18 when I met Sammy, she lived in my estate and she was dating a friend of mine. What attracted me to her was her massive jugs, mhen everytime I saw her I’d stare at her boobs and every time she’d always catch me. I’m the kinda guy that if I like a girl and I know she’s in a relationship I’d back off and wait.. I call it ‘Pulling a Kanye’ (Pulling a Kanye can be defined as a situation where you like a girl who happens to be in a relationship so you wait till she’s out of it and make your move.. just like Kanye West waited for Kim Kardashian) , anyways one day her and I got talking cuz we live in the same estate so it was kinda bound to happen, we just talked randomly and in the end we became Hi Hi friends who just waved whenever we saw each other. Fast forward to a few years after she went to school in London and was never to come back, in my mind I was like good for her so I added her on my bbm and we got talking and both of us started catching feelings, but she was there and I was here and there was no point wasting each others time so I just gave her space and we eventually stopped talking.

Fast forward a few years later I and my family decided to go spend our holiday in the USA but we decided to have stopovers in a few countries in Europe and London was one of the countries we stayed in. I’d even forgotten that she existed. Oh yeah a little flashback, Sammy’s elder sister was in my school and one holiday her and I got bored so we were, err, well lets just say we had a fling with no emotions attached. With that I assumed Sammy’s sister told her about our fling killing the chances of anything ever happening between me and Sammy and as God would have it she didn’t tell her sis anything. Also Sammy’s sis told her that I was in London so one day out of the blues Sammy just pinged me and asked where I stayed in London and suggested we hung out, I was cool with it but when she said we should go to a Davido concert in O2 stadium I was skeptical cuz all the money I had on me was in dollars and I didn’t budget to spend that much in the UK since it was just 9days we’d be spending in london, anyways I sha begged my mum for money and we went on the date.

I can’t remember but I think she lived in east London and I stayed in south London and being a JJC I told her I didn’t know my way around so she had to take a 2 hour train to my crib to pick me up, mhen when I saw her she was dashing, with her big boobs and her beautiful face and peckable cheeks and her nicely shaped bum…. And her accent, the Nigeran Sammy of yesterday with the Nigerian accent was now speaking London oyinbo for me and I found it hard to understand her. Anyways we both took a train to where the concert was holding and when we got there she paid for the tickets to the concert, VIP tickets.. Omo I was happy die, I’m not really much of a concert person cuz it basically involves you just standing and watch artistes perform while you stay in a smelly crowd but I have to admit I had mad fun. I saw loads of celebrities and I even got to see those CEO dancer girls shake their pretty little arses. While the concert was going on Sammy was coming close to me giving me these’ kiss me’ looks, I don’t know how to describe the kiss me looks but when a girl gives you a kiss me look you’d know what it is. As usual I was too shy cuz I felt it would be forward of me kissing her the first time I saw her after like 5 years.

If I may say the Nigrian girls in London are proper mint girls, they are frigging nice and easy and they don’t form unnecessarily, while we were in the concert loads of Nigerian girls were hitting on me and one even gave me her number., I literarily didn’t have to do any toasting, all I had to do was just stand and look nice and they’d come upto me and start chatting and when they were done they’d ask for my number, it was that easy.

Back to I and Sammy, so after the concert she and I went to a bar and like the stupid bars in Nigeria their drinks were over priced, she offered to pay but I said we should go to a coffee shop(which is cheaper) cuz I don’t drink(obviously a lie). So we went to the coffee shop and had a hearty chat but it was getting late so I had to exit so she walked me to th train station and gave me a long hug.. and I didn’t kiss her. I hated myself for being a pussy but the night was fun and that was like my first proper movie kinda date.

Two days later I called her and suggested we hung out but she said she was working in the dya and her shift ended late in the afternoon and asked if it’ll be cool we saw in the evening and I agreed. So around like 6pm she came to my crib but I couldn’t bring her inside cuz everyone was home and I didn’t want them asking me jamb questions so I took her out. The awesome thing about the area I lived was that there were like a billion shops in the area so first we took a long stroll holding eachothers hand and having a deep conversation then she said we go chill at a restaurant called Nandos. So we went inside ordered our food and had a really deep talk for like 2hours. Also almost everyone at the restaurant were couples so love was in the air and I felt as if I was in a movie. We left the place and she walked me back to the front of my house and I knew that if I didn’t put the moves on her now it will be stamped in heaven that I’m a failure of a man who doesn’t deserve a dick, so I delved the conversation into a romantic banter and after a billion hesitations I finally kissed her. That kiss is in my top 5 most emotional kisses ever, we kissed for hours and well she said she had to leave cuz it was getting late but I wanted more so I followed her. We first took a bus to the train station and in the bus we kissed throughout. That’s why I love London, while kissing nobody even looked as us or gave a damn, they just minded their business. So after we got off the bus we got to the train station and luckily for me there was no train there giving me like 5 extra minutes of kissing and we kissed and kissed and kissed, then the stupid rain came and she had to leave.

You know that feeling you get when you see someone and you know you might never see them again, that’s the feeling I got when I saw her walk into the train. Both of us just stood and gave each other a long stare and as the train moved she waved at me,…I just stood there looking all sad with a teary eye knowing fully well that I might never see Sammy again and even if I did she might be with someone else.

If I was rich I’d take the next flight to London and I’d go see Sammy.