Forbidden Love

Chapter 5:

BANK IN THE MEDIA^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

4 Days Later...
Naomi's P.O.V.

I was sitting in the library beyond stressed. Today was Tuesday, and K was in class. She has classes on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, and one on Friday, while I have classes on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. I was studying for a math exam on that was tomorrow, but it wasn't going to well. I groaned and put my head down after miscalculating a problem. A few seconds later I heard that deep, sexy ass voice...I sat up, and he flashed a smile at me.

"Wassup shawty".

"Hey" I mumbled.

He sat down "Why the fuck you all stressed?"

I pointed to my math book and notes, and he looked at it. He licked his lips before saying "Calculus...it's kicking ya ass, huh?"

I nodded, and he said "The answer is 2 z over y squared"

I looked up at him "How do you know".

He scrunched up his face "It's actually quite simple".

This time I scrunched up my face "Fuck you mean simple?"

He chuckled "I guess you could say I'm good at math..."

I looked up at him "Yea ight".

"I am". He said

"Okay...if you are then do these problems".

I turned my book to him and he chuckled "You not slick mamas".

"What you mean?" I asked, brushing off the fact that he called me 'mamas'.

"You tryna' get me to do your work".

I laughed and he did also. Then he said "I'm foreal tho', math just sum' slight ish to me"

I nodded...I really wanted to ask for his help because I know KK struggles a lil too in math, and she also has other stuff to do. She can't just help me out all the time...but like I said before, I can't get caught up...and I won't get caught up...

He then snapped me out of my thoughts by saying "You're stubborn as hell".

I looked up at him "I'm really not".

He smirked "You really are...why didn't you text or call me this week?"

...I told him I would call or text him after we went out with K and his friend Smoov last week...but only because he was on my ass, and he wasn't gon' let me off without telling him I'd call him.

"Because I ain't want to".

He smirked "Well...ima' go...hope you have fun with your math".

He began to walk away, and that's when I realized he was probably my only hope on passing my math class this semester...

"Wait".

He turned around "Wassup?" he asked.

"I umm...I don't have classes on Tuesday's and Thursday's...and I was wondering on those days could you like...tutor me?"

He chucked "Why should I?"

I groaned "Because...I-I need your help".

He sat back down at the table we were at "I'll help you...but I need you to say sum' before I offer up my help".

"And that is...?"

"In the short time I've known you I've realized you're not only hella stubborn, but real independent, and doesn't ask for help from anyone...so I'd really appreciate it if you told me you needed my help..again".

He gave this evil ass smirk because he was exactly correct... I hate asking for help from people, and I'm my own independent woman...so I will not tell anyone, especially a man that I needed them, especially twice

"Hell no" I mumbled.

He got up "Well...I'll see you around the way shawty".

He began to walk away again, but I quickly put my pride aside, and whispered "I need your help Bank".

He turned around back towards me "Say what? I didn't hear you".

I groaned and he laughed "I need you" I mumbled again.

He then sat in the chair next to me "I'm satisfied".

I playfully rolled my eyes, and he laughed "Now...lemme teach yo' ass how to do these easy ass calc problems".

As he began to help tutor me, I realized that he was even more sexier to me because not only was he aggressive at times, and could be playful and goofy...he was smart, and knew his shit...this nigga is finna be trouble...

Hours Later...

Kiyah's P.O.V

I was sitting at the kitchen counter typing up a paper for English Composition when my phone rang. I looked down to see Smoov's name...I need to stay focused though...but maybe I do need a break. I eventually picked up my phone, answering it.

"Hey" I said.

"Wassup K...what you doing?"

"I was typing up a paper for one of my classes".

"That's what's up...getting' yo' shit done". I smiled, and I can tell he smiled also.

"Well," he said "I was just calling to ask you were you gon' slide to the football game on Friday".

"I wasn't planning on it to be honest".

"Well...would you come if I asked you to?"

I sighed "I mean...I don't know".

"Well, I wanted you to slide because I play, and I wanted you to come support a nigga".

"Oh...I ain't know you played. In that case, yea', I'll slide".

"Ight mamas, ima' let you finish ya' work though".

I stood up "Actually...if you're not busy I wanna' talk sum' more".

"Hmm...facetime me babygirl".

And with that I totally forgot about my work......

3 Days Later...
Naomi's P.O.V.

Me and K stood up leaving our only class for the day, which was an economic lecture.

"Hey...I needa' ask the professor sum' right quick...wait for me outside of class".

I nodded, then walked out of class. I then looked up and spotted Bank.

When he got to me I said "I'm inclined to believe that you're stalking me".

He chuckled "Nahh babygirl". I tried my hardest not to focus on the fact that he tends to call me babygirl a lot.

He then looked me up and down "But is you sliding with ya' girl K to the football game tonight?"

I shrugged "I don't know, am I?"

He gave me this look sexy ass irritated look and I laughed. "Don't look at me like that".

He decided to ignore my question, and instead replied with "Be ready today at 4:30, I'm coming to get you".

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms "You didn't een' ask"

He lowly chuckled "Be ready or I will fuck ya' pretty ass up one good time, then rearrange ya' shit"

I can't get caught up...I  won't.......