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Los Angeles, CA 5:55 pm
Kailin
I watched him closely watching the way he moved the paint brush smoothly against the blank canvas.
It was a couple days after Thanksgiving and this was the first time I was seeing Chris since then.
My parents left to fly back literally the day after Thanksgiving but decided not to take their other child with them so Kameron was staying with me for a few more days until it was time for him to go back to school.
"Why you keep looking at me?" Chris said with his eyebrow raised as he looked at me the paint brush still in his hand.
"I can't look at you?"
"No." He smirked and turned around giving his attention back to the painting he was doing.
"Whatever." I stood up and walked around him and into his house going to his kitchen. Opening his fridge, I grabbed a bottle of fanta orange soda because for some reason he had a whole 25 pack in his fridge.
As I made my way back outside to his backyard, the doorbell rang. I walked to it opening the door and seeing a light skinned girl with curly hair standing there.
"Um, can I help you?"
"Who are you?" She asked giving me a look.
"Who am I? Who are you?" I asked her crossing my arms over my chest. She placed her hand on her hip and her eyes went from me to something behind me and I turned around seeing Chris walking towards us.
"Diamond, what you doing here?" He asked her and she scoffed rolling her eyes.
"I came over because you wasn't answering your phone." She told him. I laughed because Chris's phone was right next to him the whole time I've been here and I watched him hit that decline button at least 20 times. After getting sent to voicemail that many times she should've took the hint.
"But obviously I see, you have other things to do." She looked over at me then back at me. I chuckled shaking my head and walking away from them towards the living room.
"Is she your girlfriend or something?" I heard from behind me as I took a seat on the couch turning the TV on seeing an old SpongeBob episode on. The one where SpongeBob and Squidward worked the nightshift. Zeus hopped up and rested his head on my legs.
"And if she was? You not my girl, yo. Why you worried about it?" I forced myself to stop listening and focus on the TV.
After a few minutes, Chris walked in and grabbed the remote turning the TV off and pulling me up off the couch.
"Excuse me, I was watching something." I told him and he rolled his eyes interlocking his hands with mine.
"Your excused."
He pulled us back outside and sat down on a chair that was outside as he went to the canvas he was working on earlier.
I walked behind him and rested my arm ln his shoulder leaning down.
"What are you painting anyway?" I asked him and he stood up making my arm fall from his shoulder. He shrugged and sighed looking at the half finished painting he did.
He pulled the black shirt he had on over his head and threw it to the nearest chair.
"Always taking your shirt off." I mumbled under my breath but he heard and looked at me smiling.
"You like me shirtless." He said and I scrunched my face up playfully.
"I don't. I seen way better, sir." I joked putting my hands in my hoodie pockets. He got closer towards me placing his hands on my waist.
"Not from your shitty ass ex boyfriend cause I know I'm way better looking than that nigga." He pulled me closer and at this point if we got any closer our lips would touch.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled.
"Nah, definitely not him though."
"You're so pretty." His hands slid down to my butt but went back up to my back. He placed a kiss on my cheek then moved his lips to the corner of my mouth.
"What are you doing?" I asked him and smirked slightly.
"I wanna kiss you."
Chuckling, I shook my head and took my arms from around his neck and brought them to his shoulders putting space between us.
"Why can't I kiss you, huh?" He backed up and took his hands from my waist.
"Your not my boyfriend." I smiled and walked over to the outside couch and sat down on it taking my phone out my pocket.
"But ain't that what I'm tryna be though?"
"But are you though?" I looked up at him seeing him looking at me with a blank expression on his face.
He rolled his eyes and gave me the middle finger
"Get out of my house, Kailin." He said not looking at me as his tattooed hand picked up the paint brush again.
"No."
I responded opening the Instagram app and scrolled through the timeline.
"You asking to get fucked up." I chuckled softly.
I can't wait for that...
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