The Things I Would Do For You

☥Chapter Ninteen☥

If there's a question of my heart, you've got it. It don't belong to anyone but you -Usher, The Matrimony☼

-Who Zahlani wakes up to in the MM ☼

-Chapter will be about H & Z throughout ☼

3 days later,

Hanson,

She's so beautiful...

Was all I was thinking every time I looked at her sleeping peacefully. I touched her soft baby cheeks, my mind racing with the thoughts of a few days ago. It hurt me deeply when I saw her cry like that- now that I think about it.

But at that moment, I didn't really care until she got hit.

I sighed, not wanting to think about that shit anymore.

Yes, everybody came to see her in the hospital and Dad and Nelson was getting real pissed off because they thought something was up.

She stirred in her spot, licking her lips, her eyes opening lightly. I grinned a little bit, "Good morning, Mookie"

She giggled slightly at the nickname, "Good morning, Hanson"

"You feelin' alright?" I mumbled against her temple, kissing it softly

"Not really" She frowned "I can hardly breathe" I felt her skin heat up

"Calm down" I pressed my lips against hers, caressing her from her chest to her upper thighs "How do you feel now?"

"So much better" She tucked in her lips, turning around in the bed

"Why you turn away from me like that? Is I ugly?"

"What?" She laughed

"Do I got pimp-pamps?"

"The fuck is a pimp-pamp, Hanson?"

"A pimple" I smiled "I have a question"

"Mhm?"

"Do you gave a job?"

"Nope"

"Why not?"

"They didn't want me because of my looks. They said I looked too gothic or something and didn't have experience. Ugh, this world..." She spread her legs underneath the covers

I clenched my jaw, "You don't look that way to me"

"That's because I'm not wearing make up"

"You don't need make up anyway" I told her "You got chapstick, you good"

"Whatever, Hanson" She shooed me off

"Okay, bubble butt" I rubbed her ass

"Okay, firm booty" She grabbed mine

"Aye, you not gon' do that to me, Lani. Shit gay as fuck" I took her hand off

"Do I look like a fuckin' dude to you?" She turned around fully, getting in my face

"No" I pouted

"Exactly, so I claim that ass"

I laughed, "So you a nigga now?"

"I've always been the nigga, nigga. You just never knew" She smiled, giving me a kiss

"Well, I'm your nigga, baby. I was your nigga when you didn't have a nigga- you just ain't know" I smirked "Gimme them lips, ma"

She puckered. I shook my head.

"So no kiss?" She raised her eyebrow

"Oh there'll be a kiss, just somewhere else" I bit my bottom lip "Bring that sexy ass over here, so I can have some breakfast, baby"