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jalen johnson - i'm sorry🥲

you lay down in your bed playing P2 by Uzi for the third time in a row.

"I don't really care 'cause I'm doneeeee
On the real, our love is not funnn"

you sing along holding back tears.
why am i so sad, you think to yourself. i'm the one that broke up with him.

you and jalen broke up two days before the draft.

since you were finishing your final year in college, you both decided it would be best, but you're the one that suggested the idea.

you didn't think he would actually agree with you tho...

"aghhh," you sigh. "whatever man i gotta keep it pushing."

you text your GC (aka two friends lmao) asking if they want to hangout.

you: r u guys busy today?
riley🕺🏽: girl we outside open UPPPPP

"omggg," you laugh getting up.

"GIRL TURN THIS SAD MUSIC OFFF," riley says.

she picks up your phone and starts playing Kesha. 🥸

you don't care you're just happy to be in the presence of people.

keke, your other friend, mutes the song.
"look real talk— why did you bring it up if you didn't want to end things?"

you sigh and throw yourself on the couch.

"i don't know. i got so in my head thinking i was holding him back, i don't know..." you trail off starting to feel tears again.

"girl, if he felt that i'm sure he would have been said something," keke says.
"exactly!! you know jalen don't play, and he definitely don't play about you!" riley adds.

you smile and some tears fall from your eyes.

"yea i know but we ended already, i'm sure he's getting ready for the draft and the last thing he needs is me saying i changed my mind."

riley smirks and unpauses the music.
"what are friends for?"

"huh??" you say staring at her.
keke and her both start cackling.

"y'all please—"
"girl stop we just playing with you" keke says still smiling.

riley turns her phone to you, "i was thinking we could have a girls night and make our own pizzas."
"with what ingredients? " you ask.
"girl that's what these bags in my hand are for." keke says.

it's nice to be surrounded by people that take your mind off jalen.

at 7pm you get a call on your phone.
"jalen" you say stare at the screen.

"um.. answer it!!!!" keke says
you have pizza sauce on your hands but you don't care.

because you have nosy friends, you walk outside and answer the phone.

"um hey.." you say nervously.
"hey,—"you both say at the same time.

"i can't let you go. not now when i'm about to start the next phase of my career, my life, i need you by my side." he says.

you start to cry cause you feel so dumb.
"jalen i'm sorry, i was in my head and then i made an impulsive decision because i convinced myself i was holding you back."

he sighs but it sounds like he's laughing.
"you always doing something impulsive."
"hey... that's not funny" you say smiling.

"girl you crazy if you think i'm letting your fine ass go so easily," he says.

"oh okay," you respond laughing not knowing what to say.

your whole mood just shifted and you feel way happier.

"anyway walk towards your car."

you start walking and then you get blindsided and tackled. even though all your ribs are broken, you know it's jalen because of the cologne he wears allll the time.

"jalen you crush-ING mE" you laugh on the ground. he kisses your face over and over again.

"omg why are you naked?"
"naked? babe i'm wearing a tank and shorts." he responds still kissing you.

"mhm look naked to me..." you say fake mad.
"uh uh hush you know you and the boys the only ones that see me naked."

"HUHHH" you respond, and you both laugh.
"what the hell is on your hands?" he asks changing the subject.

"oh that's sauce" you reply smearing some on his face.

keke and riley watch from the doorstep.
"high five bitchhh, i'm glad we meddled" keke says.

~

the end.