"This is the same way we met." I laughed. He smiled too. A car was following close behind us. "Who is that?" I asked pointing behind us.
"I don't know. I think it's Rocky. Let me pull over." King said pulling over. We both got out the car. It was freezing. I left my jacket at the club.
It wasn't Rocky. It was the same dude at the club. "Hi." I said looking down shivering.
"What the hell?" King said stepping in front of me.
"Chill out. I just wanted to give Baby her jacket and say I'm sorry." He said.
"You did all that for a jacket?" I asked taking my jacket and looking in his deep blue eyes.
"Yea. Something else too." He smiled. "Your a beautiful girl. See you around." I waved and he left. King looked at me dumb founded.
"What?" I said getting in the car blushing. Hopefully King didn't see me because I was cheesing extra hard. We drove to Kings house. It was about 3am on the morning and I was tired as hell. I took my shoes off and climbed into Kings bed. He climbed in too. "What are you doing?" I asked him.
"Going to bed." He said.
"You can't sleep in the same bed as me." I told him.
"We have before." He said.
"And look what happened. Come on please don't argue with me. I'm tired." I pleaded. He grunted and left taking my pillow.
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I woke up at 4:00 and my head was hurting like hell. I dragged myself downstairs and drank a cold glass of milk to help my headache. I went into the living room and of course King was gone.
I grabbed my coat from last night and a note dropped out of it. It read:
Forgive me for last night. The names Chris. Here's my number. Call me.
I called the number and after 3 rings Chris picked up. Phone call:
Me: Hello?
Chris: Yea , who's this?
Me: Baby. From last night. I got your note.
Chris: oh so you wanna get together ?
Me: sure. Meet me at South beach in 2 hours.
Chris: sure thing.
I hung up and ran upstairs to take a shower. I waited for the mirror to fog up and I hopped in. I washed myself twice and then washed my hair. I got out and dryer myself. I put my wet hair up and put on my bathing suit and a short flowery dress over it. I grabbed my sandals and left out.
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My Thug Love Story
Teen FictionBaby is 17 years old. 5'4 , thick , gets good grades and nothing can ever get in her way. Except King. King is a Drug dealer and runs more than half of Miami. What will happen when these too cross paths. ( Baby is the lighter skinned one.