Gangsta Luv

Hangover

Leah's POV

Tuesday 1:35am

As I'm dancing I feel somebody come behind me.

The person comes up to my ear and whispers to me.

"You again" a deep voice says.

"How yuh fi a drink suh much....aren't you gonna need to drive back home ?" he asks with a little temper in his voice.

When I turn around It's the Zadeen guy I saw earlier in the salon with a bottle of Hennessy in his hand.

I think that's what he said his name was...I guess , don't really remember.

Is he mad that I'm drinking a lot right now ?...I don't even know this guy.

I only made eye contact with him and that's it.

He's dark skin with his hair in maybe 6 or 8 cornrows...you can tell he's mixed .

His both sleeve tatted all over , maybe his whole body is honestly I wouldn't know.

He's about 6'3 I think.

Looks like he did tracks because his body looks that way or probably he works out very often.

He looks good.

He stares me down raising one brow.

"Who the fuck is you to tell me what to do" I say loudly over the music so that he can hear me.

Well maybe I'm a little tipsy.

He doesn't answer my question but only shakes his head.

I'm embarrassed.

"Yow mi general" he says to somebody from the crowd.

The guy turns around quickly .

"Yah say bossy ?"  he ask with a spliff in the side of mouth.

"Guh fi one a dem bottle wata deh come gimme " he tells the man.

The guy walks away and comes back with the water within seconds.

That was quick.

"I'm sure you have feets" I say.

He ignores me and opens the water bottle handing it to me.

"Thanks " I say shyly.

"Welcome" he says smiling showing his perfect set of teeths.

I put the bottle of water to my lips and drinks it half of it within seconds.

I was thirsty.

Why is he starting at me tho?

He chuckles and shakes his head.

What's funny?

"I'm Zaidan by the way I think I mentioned it earlier to you" he says. His brown eyes gazes over me.

Oh it's Zaidan.
I was close to it.

"I'm Leah" I say not trying to make eye contact with him.

"Nice to meet you but I think it's time for you to go home now ma'am"

"Do I look like your child ?" I ask him rolling my eyes.

I watch as he takes his phone and puts it to his ears. Looks like he's calling somebody.

"Gina" I hear him say.

"Come a di bar mi wah show yuh a pree" he adds before hanging up and sliding the phone in his pocket.