Wanted mistake ep2: do you think Bianca will make a decision or is just naive?read to know more

Ep2 (Bianca’s pov) I got to Clara’s house past 4pm and I didn’t want to go home just yet, that house is actually an open prison. I greeted Clara’s mom who was seated on a couch in the varendah and moved straight to Clara’s room. Clara and I have been friends since our jss2, I met her a week after the start of the second term. We have been classmates since jss1 but never got to talk nor greet until our jss2 when we became part of the same group for fine and creative arts practical. Since then our bond grew from just been friends to sisters and our families became friends. Clara was seated on her reading table and writing as usual, she really fancies writing to eating I can bet on that. ‘Hey girl’ I said weakly as she turned to give me the why back so early look. Bianca: yea! I know right, well I did not accept Charles Clara: praise God! Bianca :( giving a stern look) and what is that supposed to mean? Clara: oh I’m sorry, why? What happened can you now accept Ben? I gave Clara a disgusting look as I picked my phone to message Ben, in less than a minute a call came in with a new number, I sighed as I picked the call Bianca: uhm,.. yes…, I mean it... Just don’t make me regret it, okay talk later. (Clara’s pov) Bianca did not reply my question, so I moved to my desk and continued my article. Not like I don’t want her being in a relationship at least I have been in one since my ss2 class, I just don’t want her making the wrong decision. My writing was interrupted by a tap on my shoulder by Bianca with a phone to her ear. She waved me goodbye before I could say a word the door was shut behind her. I continued my writing knowing it’s my Bianca she will come again with the gist. (Bianca’s pov) I had lay on Clara’s bed when Bens call came in telling me he was at Clara’s gate to drop me off at home. I was first shock then had to run out so Clara’s mom does not suspect, I ran off without a word but with a wave at Clara. I will tell her everything when I get home. I got into the car and Ben drove home playing John legend’s’ all of me’ and stealing glances at me. The drive home was quite and calm I have no idea how one is supposed to behave in front of his partner. I made him drop me a few blocks from my house to avoid my father’s wrath because the wall has ears though Ben had insisted on taking me to the compound but backed out after I promised to invite him next time. I got into the house but there was something different about my mood, I felt a different type of happy. Ben called and we talked all night until I slept off. The next morning I woke up to Ben’s call and a one month subscription on my phone. We agreed on meeting later in the day after my shopping with mom since it was a Monday. (Ben’s pov) I do not know what Bianca has done to me I have been thinking of her all day, this girl is least compared to the ladies I have had in my life and on my bed. Just then Bianca walked into my store with an older looking woman who I presumed to be her mother. She gave me glances as they walked through the shelf to pick a few groceries. They paid with a huge discount and she left without saying a word acting like she doesn’t know me. I messaged her asking her to wait outside her gate by 7pm. (Bianca pov) We left the super market which of course belongs to Ben. I acted as though I don’t know him just to avoid unnecessary suspicions from mom who talked about the huge discount we received at the super market. My phone was in my purse all day as I settled to help mom in the kitchen. It was half past 6pm when I checked my phone; saw several missed calls from Ben and a message asking me to meet him outside my gate. I ran off to the gate without checking the time only to see Ben’s car packed meters from the house, I removed my phone from my hoodie pocket and saw it was 6:40, o my God this guy is here waiting before 7pm how sweet. I walked to the car and entered, we talked for a while and told him dad will be home by 8pm which means I have to go back inside. He felt bad but has no option but to let me go. He presented a well wrapped box to me and wished me goodnight. I made to open the door when his hands found my waist with a speed of light I turned and caught his eyes, he gently leaned towards me, and his lips touched mine, our hearts were locked in the desires of the flesh. I pushed him away gently wishing I did not. Just then my dad’s car passed and headed to the house I fled out of the car without saying goodbye. O my God could he have seen me?