Chapter 1: A Perfect Valentine

LUCAS'S POV

"Dude, Sophia is going to go crazy when she sees this badass surprise. You are the main deal my buddy, no way I could ever pull up something charming like this!" Harry said, rubbing his two palms laden with aesthetic rings together with a playful grin that touches his eyes as he takes in the supposed romantic scene.

Harry and I got ourselves an apartment close to the University not wanting to stay in the school dormitory and of course no sane athletic guy our age will like to stay under their parent's roof, especially when your parents are strict, and be controlling and sentimental like mine. It's like a major social suicide, especially when that guy happens to be one of the best quarterbacks Kingston University's football team have had in a long time.

The quarterback popular guy title in school comes with some serious responsibilities! You have got to like host parties every other weekend and during the weekends especially on days like today which is kind of limited in school dormitories, having an apartment also means having a personal mailbox where random ladies do drop off several gifts, junks, gadgets and some even leave their phone number attached to sexy nude pictures themselves.

Harry, who happens to be the captain of the team, is always the first to check the mailbox since he, unfortunately, doesn't have a string around his dick. Yeap that's right, Harry is a hopeless playboy and his favorite bragging line whenever he wants to spite or tease me for being faithful to my girlfriend from

"I belong to everyone and belong to no one "

What a jerkass douchebag. A cool one though especially when he is out with all that beastly vigor on the football field.

The apartment is not too big, but fancy and huge enough to host at least 700 guests, students and invitees in the living room for parties. It has a backyard with a decent size of a swimming pool. Wait, you thought we would get a house that we can't have pool parties in? absurd, pool parties are the highlights around here.

There are only 3 bedrooms in the apartment, the one with the big top warning sign with a "fuck off or get fucked" sticker belongs to Harry, the other and only bedroom downstairs is used as a guest room for the boys when they need to get away for or from one or two reasons or fun, the last room which doesn't need no warning because of the time locked is mine.

The apartment also has a decent kitchen, dining of 8, an office space with bookshelves. The offer owner must be a book worm or something. It is now kinda a mini library when we feel like reading, which seldom happens, no jacuzzi but the toilets and showers are cool.

I carefully arranged the red scented candles in what you may all think is a triangle shape from first balance trying to get the perfect love shape. Planning this day made me realize how underrated event planners are.

The candles set in place, I opened the shopping bag to bring out the rose pearls to finalize the creative and romantic masterpiece I saw on a YouTube channel when, ah.

Wait, what? "Harry, where are the petals?" I asked Harry who was slouching on the couch engrossed with whatever he was doing on his phone. He shrugged his shoulders and continued doing whatever. He probably doesn't know what roses ate and talk less of petals.

Made sure I searched my reading table and under the bed, the second shopping bag was empty too. See why I told y'all that event planners are underrated!

Hissed and pressed my forehead trying to stop the pain that was threatening to stir up. It's already past 6 pm and the romantic card I sent Sophia is reading

"Be ready by 7 pm. Will come to pick you up XXX" pun intended of course.

Smirks

Maybe I should just ignore the petals, but I want this to be perfect for Sophia and all the YouTube videos I watched had Rose Petals spread on the bed and some even through the hallway leading to the bedroom!

"Shoot dude, why are you getting all the paint up over the rose stems, just order it or something..." Surprisingly, why didn't I think of that?

" It's rose petals not use" not that I give a damn.

"Of course Man, why didn't I think of that?" I said carefully reaching for my phone beside one of the scented candles. I don't want to ruin anything. It's embarrassing enough that I had to go buy new red-supposedly romantic bedsheets and all these lovey-dovey items from the mall.

"You are so chic wiped my friend, well I need to go and set out the party and get it started since you threw your homeboys out "

"It's Tuesday and a school night Harry, who parties on Tuesdays?!" He stood up and smirked, reaching for his car keys "It's also Valentine bitch!" he tapped my shoulders and whispered a sarcastic good on his football themed face cap backwards before heading out.

I browsed the Internet for online gift shops in the state and stumbled upon "the gifts and charms website" nearby and ordered the delivery which is supposed to arrive in 30 minutes.

Perfect! I put on the room humidifier and sprayed the room fresher. AC on its coldest which means immediate cuddling, check.

Sprayed extra perfume after taking my shower and I made sure the curly edge of my hair is sleek on point. Wore my black plain trousers with a white short that happens to be a bit too tight or maybe I just grew more muscles.

Today is 14th February, lovers day and I promise myself to try my best to make it a memorable one for Sophia. Sophia has been my girlfriend since high school, she used to be the cheer captain in high school but stopped cheering in college to concentrate on her modeling and also on her history major in the university.

We were the perfect power couples in high school when I was captain of the football team then, we are still power couples and fans who love Sophia loves me more because I love Sophia and I don't hesitate in showing my affection for her Hell, even my so perfect sentimental parents love Sophia too regardless of some of the almost nudes she models in.

She is always all smiles and poise, and will talk about her banging body and bouncy straight honey brown hair when we get to it later. Winks. Made sure the first 3 buttons of my white shirt were unbuttoned leaving a teasing amount of flesh to flex.

The ride to Sophia's was not so far, she stays with her parents in their glass mansion which is pretty convenient since they travel a lot going about their archaeology calling and duties. I tuned down the volume of the unfamiliar R&B love songs playing on the radio and head for the penthouse.

After 3 knocks and 5 doorbell rings, the maid came and opened the door smiling politely and showing me to the massive white yet sparkling living room. "Miss Sophia will be down in a moment please, will you like a glass of champagne while you wait for her," she said politely "I'm good, thank you" She bowed slightly before turning towards the kitchen area.

I smiled at her politely and kept admiring the massive gold dropping chandelier when her minty yet Arabian oud like scent hit me first before her graceful appearance. See why she is irresistible, Sophia always smells nice. Alluring!

Anxiously turned towards the swirling staircase to behold beauty in a pretty little red dress. It was like a fiery siren, I stood up and gently walked towards the end of the staircase while enjoying every sensual sway of her hips as she descended elegantly looking like some fairytale princess.

Her hair was set in a high messy bun, lips bright red and that dress was so short,could easily put my fingers on it. What a pervert! I smiled inwardly, already getting excited. The hands of the dress were single-like and tiny and her nipples were popping on the silky material. How did I get so lucky again?

"Hey babes," I said breathlessly before giving her a long peck on both cheeks, then the neck

"Hey baby, I believe we have somewhere to be..." She said with that sing-song voice giggling lightly.

"Forgive me but your beauty makes time stop and all my brain cells die" She rolled her eyes at me before taking my outstretched hands following my lead towards the entrance and to the car which I hurriedly went over to open the door for her.

We held hands throughout the journey and my lovesick ass must have told her

"You are the most beautiful woman alive Sophia " a little over seventy times on which she replies to me with her smile, the heart-melting smile everyone gets charmed with.

Tonight is going to be so perfect I smiled inwardly, till I remembered...oh shit. I forgot, how on earth did I miss this tiny important details?!