Dave, Chris, and Odell

What Are We Eating?

"RI!", Chris yelled, coming in my house.

 Me and Chris has been friends for some years now. One year, he was injured and his manager called me in to help him since I am a physical therapist. 

I hated him with a passion only because he was hard to work with in the beginning but when I started working with him but we slowly became better with our friendship. 

By the end of the year, we became friends and I'm stuck with this annoying boy.

"What do you want?", I asked, sitting on my couch, watching Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.

"Dang that's how you greet your friend who's been loyal, loving, car--", he kept going. See what I mean.

"Shut up. I get it. Hey friend.", I said, smiling hard.

"So fake.", he said, rolling his eyes playfully.

"Lol, what you doing here?", I asked.

"Just came from the studio, and didn't want to go home so I came here.", he said.

"Aren't your friends there?", I asked, referring to members of OHB.

"Yeah but they get annoying at times.", he said, stealing some grapes I was eating.

"Like you.", I mumbled. He gave me a straight face.

"Anyway, I was thinking.", he started.

"About?", I asked.

"What if they ask me to perform at the Super Bowl?", he asked. I just rolled my eyes. The Super Bowl was coming up and I was a little hyped. I love football, ever since my baby daddy Odell entered the game.

"Everyone would hate on you", I joked. He smacked his lips.

"Mann, I'll f that shii up." he said.

"In a good way, in a good way, but I'll f that shii up.", he said, quickly. I just laughed

"Yeah, it would be lit, no doubt.", I said.

"See, that's why I love you.", he said, kissing me all over my face. Yuck!

"Eww, get ya' infested lips off me.", I said, pushing him off me.

"Man, whatever. What we eating?", he asked from the kitchen.

"You have a 3-story house with 2 refrigerators, filled with food. Go there.", I said. My Cali home is spacious and just for me. 

No boyfriend, no annoying cousins, no animals, just me. I like to be with people but I always have to have an alone time for me. Ya know?

"Blah, blah, blah. Why would I go there when I can eat here?", he said, plotting down on my couch with strawberries in a bowl. I smacked my lips.

"Man, go home!", I yelled. He raised his eyebrow.

"Who you yelling at?", he asked.

"Obviously you.", I said.

"Nah, it's this wall behind me, poor wall.", he said, shaking his head.

"Man, you so annoying.", I said, chuckling.

"Always was, always will.", he said, as I went to the kitchen. I decided making spaghetti, just because it's one of my favorite food.

"The ladies always listen to me.", he said because I started cooking.

"Shut up, yo high yellow self!", I yelled.

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Hey babes,  I have had my wattpad account for around 2 years now and I've always been scared to publish something I wrote but anywhoooo... Hope you like the short story and keep voting and commenting. 

- MamiAri😘