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"Wyatt, do you really think so?" I was questioning wether to see my parents or not.
"They have right don't you think?" I shrugged. 'Maybe' I thought. Wyatt was sitting at the end of the bed stretching his ankle.
"What if they throw me out or disown me?" I asked worryingly. Wyatt looked back at me and smiled,
"Well then I guess I'll tell my ma to open the guest room." I laughed and threw a pillow at him.
"I guess I'll go, it wouldn't hurt". I was hesitant. Wyatt crawled towards me as best as he could and kissed me on my head.
"Listen ma, it's all up to you okay?" I nodded and touched my nose to his. He rubbed his against mine and yelled "Eskimo kiss." I couldn't stop laughing.
"You're hella stupid" I said calming down. He poked my nose and grabbed my chin.
"I love you" he said looking into my eyes. I could see he meant it, and I couldn't help but fall in love. I put my arms around his neck and pulled him close.
"Love you too" he smiled and gave me a kiss. I pulled away but he pulled me back. I pushed him away and laughed.
"C'mon! We gotta go see my parents" and that was something I wasn't looking forward to.
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phat girl problems
Romance"Damn ma" I said grabbing her waist. She kissed me gently as slid my hands down her butt. She giggled and whispered in my ear "even white boys need phat girls." Sixteen year old Wyatt has a way with the black community...
