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seventeen

Baby Melo🤗💓 would like to FaceTime...

"what do you want, la'melo?"

"i jus wanted to have yo lil petty ass on the phone when i told you i was sorry for what i said earlier. i got pissed off and sometimes i say things i really don't mean. i ain't mean to hurt you, b."

"it's okay...i'm sorry, too."

"for what?"

"trippin'."

"you wasn't trippin', baby girl, i see where you were comin' from."

"but we seriously need to talk about what we gonna be, i don't wanna be left guessin' no more."

"i mean, this has all happened pretty damn fast."

"i know, but i can't help how i feel towards you."

"wait, you caught feelings, too?"

"duh."

"i thought you didn't like me the same way i liked you, and i thought that's why you didn't want me to post you."

"i didn't want you to post me because i didn't want us to go public yet. i guess i kind of wanna stay on the downlow for a little."

"okay, baby. we needa' take it slow from now on, too, if this how we gonna be."

"so we a thing?"

"we been a thing, breezy."

"oh."

"i knew from the first sight of yo' instagram pictures, i was gonna make you mine one way or another."

"you so cheesy."

"but i'm sexy, though."

"yeah, i guess."

"i can hear you smiling through the phone."

"...stop that."

"stop what?"

"making me blush. it's annoying as fuck."

"i can't help that i have that effect on you, baby."

"i need to see you again."

"you seein' me right now."

"i know, but it's not the same."

"i understand. i miss you already."

"i miss you, too, melo."

"when are you gonna be able to hang? you know you can come down here anytime you like, right?"

"yeah...i'm gonna try and come see you again next weekend. i have some stuff i need to do these next couple of days."

"okay. maybe next time we can go to the beach and swim."

"yeah, that'd be really fun."

"i wish you were here right now. the view of the sunset from my back porch is so cool. you see it?"

"mmhmm, i can see it."

"you see all that pink right there, right next to that big cloud?"

"mmhmm."

"it's perfect, just like you."

"there you go again, with the cheesiness."

"i mean it, briella."

"well then, thank you."

"you're welcome."

"hey, melo?"

"yes, baby?"

"are you tired?"

"a little, are you?"

"yeah."

"why don't you go to bed early tonight? you've been staying up until like, 3 a.m. every night texting me. i bet you're exhausted."

"mmhmm..."

"get you some sleep, then."

"okay, i'll talk to you first thing. goodnight..."

"night, bri-bri."