Chapter Twenty-Three

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~Jacob's POV 

I woke up to my alarm singing 'I'm Different' by 2 Chainz. 

I gave a groan, and slowly got up out of bed, and stretched. 

I smelled bacon, and grinned. 

I needed a good breakfast today. 

I walked upstairs, following the scent, and looked at the table. 

"What.The fuck.Is this." I mumbled to myself. 

All that was on the table was cereal! 

"Oh hell no. We don't give her food and shelter for some damn cereal." I mumbled again. 

I sat down and poured the cereal, silently cursing Aliyah for not making me breakfast. 

My phone vibrated, and I checked it. 

Imani. 

"Yess, I will date you :) ' the text read. 

Oh yeah, I asked Imani out yesterday. 

I sat and ate my Froot Loops in silence, until Aliyah opened the door. 

The first thing to come out of my mouth suprised me, considering I'm not interested in Yasmine anymore. 

"Tell me what you said last night." I said, not making eye contact. 

" What?" 

"TELL ME. WHAT YOU. SAID. LAST NIGHT." I growled. 

"What are you talking about?" She laughed. 

"Aliyah, don't play with me!" 

"Jacob, don't worry about it. You're dating Imani now, remember?"  

How the hell did she know? 

"News travels fast." She said, as if she knew the question in my head. 

"Whatever." I spat. 

She went to her room, and came back out five minutesx later wearing a COMPLETELY different outfit. 

She was wearing a Purple 'F*ck You Pay Me' Crop that went down to her the middle of her stomach, exposing her belly bullon, denim ripped short-shorts, and Chuck Taylor black high tops. 

"Uh, where are you going looking like that?" I asked, my bottom lip dropping. 

"Don't worry about it." She said before sashaying to the door. 

"Bitch." I mumbled. 

"Heard that." She yelled behind her as she slammed the door shut. 

I decided to hang out with Imani for the day, considering that we're together now. 

I took a shower, did my hygiene, and threw on a Red Trukfit tee, khaki shorts, ray bans, and a pair of Black/ Red Jordan 11 retros before locking up the house and walking to my car. 

I revved the engine, and drove out the driveway, and down the street. 

I reached Imani's house, and knocked on her door. 

She answered, embracing me in a hug. 

Imani let me in, and I sat down on the couch. 

She was home alone, of course. 

"So uh, what's up?" I said, looking for a conversation starter. 

"You know. Just, hangin' out." 

"Coo." 

It was silent for a couple minutes after that. 

"You wanna catch a movie?" She asked. 

"Yeah."  

We looked up movie times, and agreed on seeing 'The Last Exorcisim Part II." 

She locked up her house, and we left. 

All throughout the movie, she held onto me. It felt good, having someone to hold during a scary movie, I was satisfied. 

After the movie, we went drove back to Imani's house, laughing the whole time. 

"You are such a pussy!" She giggled. 

"Oh, I'm the pussy? I wasn't the bitch going 'Jacob! Jacob! AHHH!' now was I?" I replied, mimicking her voice. 

"Shut up!" She cooed. 

We walked back inside, and sat in the kitchen. 

I picked her up bridal-style and threw her on the couch. 

"Ahhh!" she screamed. 

We locked eyes for a second, before our lips crashed into each other, in a long passionate kiss. 

"Jacob." She said, taking a deep breath. 

I went in again and she stopped me. 

"I don't think we should do this. It's not time." She said, lightly pushing me away. 

"I know. I'm sorry."  

"I think you'd better go. I'll see you tomorrow." she said, getting up from the couch. 

"Alright, goodnight Imani." I said, getting up and opening the door. 

"Goodnight Princeton." And with that, I got in my car, and drove back home.

~Aliyah's POV 

I stopped in front of his house. 

"219 NW 45th Street." I recited to myself. 

This is it. I gave the door a soft knock, with no response. 

I tried harder, and eventually he came to answer the door. 

"Aliyah, come in." He said.

(a/n) I REALLY didn't want to leave you guys hanging this time, PROMISEE, but, it was such a good cliffhanger that I couldn't help it. 

Next chapter soon! :)

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