Destiny’s POV.
It’s been one month. One month since all that mess with Jasmin. One month since Trey asked for another chance. One month. Alot has happened in 31 days.
Trey really has proven to me that I can trust, and be with him. He’s still sad about his kid, but he’s getting better. Slowly but surely.
It’s April 15th, which means we have dance competitions in 2 days. And we couldn’t be more ready. Everything in life is perfect right now.
I’m even thinking about telling Trey my final decision when he comes over later today.
“Hey, dad!” I yell as I walk down the staircase.
He appears from the kitchen with a ‘Chef Dad’ robe on, “Yes, sweetheart?”
I clutch my stomach to contain my laughter, “Can Trey come over today?”
He rolls his eyes and let out a sigh, “Whatever Destiny. But doors open at all times!”
I roll my eyes and head back upstairs. My dad doesn’t really like Trey. Ever since he found us in the kitchen that day, any mention of his name causes my dad mental frustration, I can tell.
To: BabyyBoyy ♥
From: Me
Hey, dad said you can come over ;)
Anddddd. Send. :)
From: BabyyBboyy ♥
To: Me
Aight, shawty. I’ll be in there in 15?
I smiled. A simple text from him can brighten my whole day.
To: BabyyBoyy ♥
From: Me
Perfect. :D
- – – –
“S-S-St-op!” I screeched as Trey continued to tickle me.
“Say it.” He demanded, with a breath taking smile.
“N-N-Never!” I say in a British accent.
“Fine. I’ll just keep tickling you!”
“Alright! Alright! Trey is the sexiest beast in the world…”
“Aaandd…” He smirked.
“An he has the hugest dick’ I have ever seen.”
He smirked and rolled off of me, “Good girl.”
“I hate you.” I pouted.
He rolled back on top of me, putting all of his weight on me, “Ohh, but baby you looooove me!” He smiled.
“Ugh! Get your fat ass’ off me.” I groaned.
“Nah, I like this position. Your boobs are nice pillows.”
I slapped the back of his head, “Can you not be pervy for once?!” I laughed.
He shrugged, “I could. But you love it too much!”
“Unfortunately. Get off me fat ass’.”
He rolled onto the side of me, staring at the ceiling.
“I think I’ve made my decision.”
He looked over confused, “About- Oh….” It suddenly hit him.
“Yeah and I-”
He put his hand over my mouth, “I don’t want you to tell me. I don’t want to rush things. Alright?”
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Hard To Get.™
Teen FictionTrey. He’s the player of the school. Hell, he can have any girl he wants. Except Destiny Munroe. The new girl. Trey decides she is his next victim but he's got his work cut out. He soon realizes Destiny is immune to his charm so he comes up with a n...
