📍𝙙𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙞𝙤.
𝑛𝑜𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑒́ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑠 ꨄ.|19|
6/6/21 3:58 pm.
[ꜰʀɪᴅᴀʏ]"ight i'm done, drop that shit too." nardo told the guys as he stepped out the booth.
he nodded at me letting me know he was ready to go.
i said my bye's to the group and followed him outside to the studio's parking lot. i heard him smack his teeth from infront of me, making me roll my eyes.
"you always mad, what's wrong?" i asked him.
"why you was so pressed to drive here? now we can't ride together and shit." nardo asked mugging me.
"aweee i knew you missed me stink." i said playfully hugging him.
nardo skinny ass picked me up and carried me all the way to my car from there. i couldn't help but laugh, he wouldn't even listen all the times i said "nardo put me down!" "nardooo."
"i did miss you tho." he shrugged putting me down.
his words made me look up at him, cheesing.in response he bent down a bit kissing me once, it was short but was a real kiss, not a peck.
"nardo what's the address to your house?" i asked him getting into the driver's seat of my car as i rolled the window down to the talk to him.
"imma send it to you." he told me. i laughed before i spoke my next words. "race you thereee." i dragged out cheesing at him.
he just waved his hand at me brushing me off. "imma send it to you when i get in the car, but still follow me." he told me.
"roger that." i said saluting him. as i rolled up my window i saw him crack a small smile which made me smile.
a few minutes later, nardo sent me the address and sped off. eventually i caught up to him at a red light and turned to see him next to me.
"i thought we wasn't racing." i squinted my eyes at him.
he just shrugged while smirking at me. he continued to look at me for a few moments causing him to miss the green light.
i blew him a kiss before turning to face the front as i slammed on the gas pulling off.
__________________________________📍𝑾𝒊𝒄𝒌'𝒔 𝑪𝒓𝒊𝒃.
𝑛𝑜𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑒́ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑠 ꨄ.|19|
6/6/21 4:30 pm.
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