"You moving crazy. You wanna go on fucking dates with that Justin nigga after I asked u not to play like that bro" He raised his voice at me.
"Im moving crazy" I said yelling back at him "Nigga fuck you! You stood in my face and told me you wasn't fucking her no more. You told me it was me and you and I fucking trusted you. Niggas couldnt have enough respect to not end up on fucking Instagram" I said throwing the phone at him. The phone bounced off his stomach and landed at his foot. I tapped my foot as I watch him pick the phone. His eyes went wide before looking back up at me.
"Exactly, look fucking shocked. The bitch had you on her story knocked the fuck out in her bed. I gave you your shot bro. I thought niggas was building a fucking relationship. The ball was deadass in your court and you did nothing but play with it nigga. Can't be mad I passed that bitch"
"Myli. I didn't know she posted anything. This picture looks mad old. This is in my house. She hasnt been there in a minute" He sighed loudly before tossing the phone on the bed.
"Boy stop throwing my shit. It doesnt matter when the fucking timeline is. She still feels comfortable posting that shit. Obviously y'all know something I dontt" I said pointing my finger in his face.
"Yo, I told you that shit is fucking old. I blowing you up. Wont return a phone call nothing. Come to find out my shorty on treesh time" He said jerking his head back.
"You like deadass right now? Get your lying ass the fuck out my face, matter fact get the fuck out of my house" I said clutching my towel.
"No nigga is you deadass right now? Know what fuck it. I will leave, have fun wit that lame ass nigga" He said grabbing his shit and slamming my door.
I entered my bathroom and looked in the mirror. I looked over my whole body. My feelings were overly hurt. He really just tried to call me a hoe, after everything he did to me. I was annoyed I had so many big feelings for him. It made me feel guilty as fuck. I stood there for a couple more minutes battling with myself. I decided that I was going after the energy I deserved. Fuck it, i'm going on this damn date.
I put my bra and panty set on as I stared at myself in the mirror. I was most definitely in my bag. Loaded Baked Potato by Young Nudy started playing through my sound bar. My body naturally swayed to the music. A text message lowered my music. I sucked my teeth and looked at the message
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I giggled as I looked down at our messages. I looked at my phone and realized that he could be here any minute and I still needed to do something to my hair. I ran into my bathroom and grabbed my new black castor oil eco styling gel and did a little slicked down garlic knot bun. I looked over nodded in approval as I sprayed myself down.
My heart dropped as I heard my mom call my from downstairs. I slid into my rick owen stocking sneakers. I quickly picked out a purse before turning off my room light and skipping down the stairs. I hugged Justin as I introduced him to my mom. She interrgoated him before giving him her permission to take me out. He was acting like a true gentleman opening my door and running over to the other side.
"Your mom is tough" He said trying to joke around.
"She is but I think you handled her well bubba. She's gonna be the sweetest person ever once she stop fronting" I giggled at him wiping invisible sweat.
"Oh so she like you. I get it apple doesn't fall far from the tree at all" He said cutting his eyes at me
"Oh wow you're lame. I don't front about anything sir" I smirked
"We will see about that" He said focusing on the road.
"No, we really will. If I want something I have no problem speaking up" I smiled at him as I shot in him the bird
"It definitely sounds good. I look forward to learning you" He shrugged
"Im glad you want too" I studied the side of his face. Justin was literally fine as hell. I looked away before looking down at my phone "OKay what you like to listen too" I scrolled down my spotify playlist
"I don't care as long as it's not country" He responded. I chuckled then nodded. I played my favorite song at the moment. He looked at me with this silly grin and trying to stroll in his seat.
We sung along to Tell me by Groovy Theory. I sat there dying laughing as I recorded him trying to sing off key.
Justin pulled up in a parking space and turned the car off. I peeked out the window to see SMG: Studio Movie Grill. A smile spread across my face. It was some great movies out. I had been feigning to see Spider-man: no way home. He jogged around and opened my door. He locked the doors, grabbed my hand and led me to the ticket booth.
"What would you like to see my lady?" He said smiling at me. God he had such pretty teeth.
"Spider man please" I said showing my excitement by doing a little dance and giggling.
"Alright, can I have two tickets please?" I watched him hand her a twenty dollar bill and wait for the tickets to print out. It seems like every time I see Justin he get finer. He looked extra good tonight.
We sat down in our seats recording videos of each other as the movie trailers played. The movie was actually better than expected. It itched a part of my nerd brain. We whispered to each other as we commentated on the whole movie. I looked at him and smiled.
