(18+) These Three Words | A DeVanté Swing Fanfiction

Chapter 9: A F🤬cking Problem!

Please excuse ANY errors.

November 5, 1998

~DeVanté's P.O.V~

"A fuckin' deer in headlights!" Dalvin shouted.

That shit scared Tia and myself. It made Tia scream and squeeze the bottle. The water went all over us and on my face and inside my nose. I swear, I almost drowned! I heard a big ass thud on the floor and lifted up, trying to breathe. I took a deep breath and wiped my face with my hand. I grabbed the towel that I was laying on and wiped my face dry.

"You okay, love?" I asked.

"I'm good." She got back up and I handed her the towel. "I'm sorry for spilling water on you."

"It looks like you got yourself in the process to me. It was on me, I startled y'all." Dalvin spoke to us both.

I grabbed my neck and turned my head to the door. "Dalvin, what the fuck are you doin' here!?" I yelled. "How you even know where she live? You ain't ever been over here."

"Pac told me where she lived. He was the only way, because I don't have Tia's number. You left that voicemail and I called back. The woman said you were picked up. I figured you was over here when I stopped by and saw nobody was at your house and after stopping by the studio. I was right. I just happen to walk in on the wrong thing." Dalvin laughed.

"Dalvin, how did you get inside of my house?" Tia got up from the floor with the towel around her. Elijah came into view with a surprised look on his face.

"Elijah told them to let me through. I got y'all food too that one of y'all ordered." He held up a bag. "So when y'all done with-" Dalvin twisted his fingers at us, "with what y'all doin', y'all could eat. Imma be out there. Sorry for the interruption." He said then walked out.

Elijah shot Tia a look then walked out himself. I looked back at Tia. "It never fails!" I told Tia in disbelief.

She laughed. "They think we were screwing each other. Luckily, they didn't show up last night. Well, not they, DALVIN. Elijah knows better. He just plays too much."

I got up from the couch. "I'm gonna straighten this all up."

"And I'm gonna go put some clothes on." She pointed to the door then wiped her face with the towel.

"Definitely." I chuckled, looking at her attire. I could see through her shirt even more, now that it's wet.

I got off the couch and grabbed my pants and put one foot in.

"Need help?" She chuckled.

"Nope!"

"So you just want me to watch you fall over in pain?" Tia asked.

"Pretty much."

She rolled her eyes. "You so damn stubborn."

"Look who's talking." I shot back.

"Boy, PUHH-lease. Stubborn where? Lemme go to my room before I have to body slam you." She laughed.