Dangerously InLove ♡

Chapter Twenty-One !

Anthony in the MM .

Lamar POV :

"GET UP!" I heard someone yell in my ear, soon followed by a heavy ass body leaning on me. I quickly opened my eyes ready to curse out whoever it was leaning on me, when I looked up I saw Nhazir' dumbass staring down at me with wide eyes and a smile to match. I leaned over the side and reached for my phone to check the time it was 8:20 in the morning what the fuck was he doing here SO early and better yet what the hell he was he doing in my house.

"What are you doing here?" I mumbled pushing him off me and rubbing my eyes trying to get my vision as clear as possible.

"I came to take you out remember?" he said getting up off of my legs and sitting at the end of my bed staring at me.

"Nhazir, its 8:20 in the morning, what the hell?" I mumble getting up and walking into the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. When I reached the sink I looked up in the mirror and what stared back at me horrified me, I looked like death. My curls were spiralling out of control sitting on the top of my head like tumble weed, my eyes looked like I had just smoked a couple blunts back to back. I was a hot mess!

"Oh my god" I whispered to myself as I pulled at my Mohawk. No seriously I really needed a Dominican barber to handle this shit, it was going from bad to worst and I wasn't about to go another day with it like this. I walked back over to my room and picked up my phone to dial Mia, I remember her telling me her stepfather opened up a barbershop in West L.A and it was being ran by his-stepson , my home boy Aaron who lived out here now, I pulled the phone up to my ears and looked over at Nhazir who had switched on my TV and was now watching the highlights from last night's Basketball game.

"What's poppin hoe!" Mia yelled into the phone as usual.

"Aye, MiMi quick question."

"What?"

"What's the number of your Stepdad's shop?"

"Im gonna text it to you" she replied

"Yeah please do that, because my hair right now is a hot mess, I'm out here looking like a mushroom and shit." I mumbled looking over at Nhazir who was chuckling a little.

"Ite hoe imma call her now den text you"

"Ite bitch. Holla!"

"One"

I hung up the phone and put it on charge and walked into my closet pulling out clothes for today,

"So where you wanna go?" Nhazir asked walking into my closet and sitting on the white couch I had in there

"Erm well first I NEED to go and get my haircut so you can leave and comeback later if you want, cause I know you aint gonna wanna sit down in a loud latin music barbershop ( Nhazir hates Spanish music) " I said pulling out some fitted denim shorts .

"Nah, don't wear those." Nhazir mumbled looking at the shorts and shaking his head I turned around and laughed at his face expression

"And why not?" I asked putting my hands on my hips,

"Because, I said so ! Aint no way you leaving this closet with them on so you better put them back." He said walking over to me and pulling the shorts out my hand and tossing them to the other side of the closet. I sighed and turned back around searching for something else I could wear, everything I picked out Nhazir said no to , until eventually I got fed up and told him to pick out my clothes whist I got into the shower

Once I came out Nhazir had my outfit picked out which was awfully similar to what he was wearing, I walked over to the hanger and looked at what he'd picked then laughed, A Levi Jean shirt, black skinny jeans and my white red and blue Chucks. I turned around and smirked at him, a big kool aid smile upon his face "Why the hell you tryna have me dress like you?" I asked picking up the clothes and walking back into my closet to get dressed. Once I was dressed I walked back out and took Nhazir' Tisa snapback of his head fitting it onto my uncontrollable mane. Nhazir frowned at me and then smacked his lips