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"sad as hell"

....

Pierre took ahold of my clothes placing it inside the bag then dropping it inside his trunk since I was gonna be with him for the rest of the day

"let's go to my spot," he told me starting the car

"what spot?"

"somewhere nice just enjoy the music and chill"

I rolled my eyes doing as told putting the seat back a little feeling relieved

his vibe wasn't bad but I loved his features

they weren't better than Siah, he had a great personality

"you smoke?"

I replied yeah and took the blunt gently inhaling so I wouldn't cough as he began recording us

smiling a little I kissed his cheek just for the fun of it making him smile at the camera

"I can post it?"

"sure ion have a nigga," I told him honestly

"so what's up wit you and Siah?"

"not shit we just not cool right now. we had a thing but not everything meant to be," I sighed passing him the blunt

he nodded understanding as he pulled into a parking spot

I looked up eyeing the sunset

"how many girls you take here?" I questioned him poking my lips out

he sucked his teeth laughing

"my moms used to bring me here when I was younger... family not shit now," he told me honestly turning his music up

the weed started to kick in more so the view just looked 10x better not gonna lie

I licked my lips looking at him while our eyes hung up

reading along his A$AP mob hoodie I turned my head a little then listened to the next song while we hotboxed

Pierre turned it up close to the highest humming

I call you gata, 'cause you's a wild cat
You leave me with a big neck scratch when I hit it from the back
Pillow under your stomach, you like it like that
They catch you half-sleep so you can't fight that

looking at him I laughed holding my stomach as he stared at me

I felt my body being pulled closer to him making our lips touch

it felt wrong but right at the same time

our lips moved in sync letting his other hand move around our waist

he helped me get onto of his lap keeping the motion going

Authors note; play the song above.

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