Thug love 3 (sequel)

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I started eating my wings at the table when they started to roll up.

I dipped my fries in the ranch and lord did these taste good. Wing stop was a good place.

I was texting Nya, my best friend when Keonte walked in the kitchen. I looked up at him and he went in the refrigerator searching for something.

I took out my air pod.

"What you looking for?" I asked and he looked back at me.

"The hot sauce." He told me. His voice was deep and I smiled confused.

"We don't put our hot sauce in the refrigerator. It's in the cabinet above the microwave." I said softly before putting my air pods back in.

He looked in the cabinet and still didn't see it. He looked at me.

"Tyrone where the fuck you put the hot sauce at?" I asked him. Tyrone ate hot sauce on everything. When I say everything I mean EVERY FUCKING THING.

"Momma had it last. Look in a different cabinet or some shit. I don't know." He told me and I sighed hopping out of my seat.

I walked over and moved in front of Keonte checking all the cabinets and it was none. I hopped on top of the counter to reach the top cause I was too short.

I found some hot sauce and grabbed it hopping down I turned around, "Hey what'd you need hot sauce f..." and Keonte was right there in front of me and we were really close.

I stopped talking and he licked his lips looking down at me and I got butterflies as if this had been the first time a boy has ever done that.

I handed him the hot sauce going back to my seat and he watched me. "You had something you wanted to say?" He asked and I shook my head no.

"Naw you good." I told him and he walked back over in the living room.

What the fuck would he need hot sauce for? I'm tryna remember what he ordered.

Maybe I should just do a quick stop by in the living and act like I'm going to see what he eating then just come back and get my thoughts together.

I headed into the living room and I watched him put hot sauce and honey on his plain chicken. Ohhhhh. I wanna try it. It look good.

"Is you good Layla?" Michael asked and I snapped out of my thoughts and Keontè averted his attention to me as he ate his wings.

"Y-Yea I'm good." I said and he looked at me concerned.

"Are you sure cause you was just standing there-

I smiled, "I'm fine Michael. I was just day dreaming. My bad." I told him and he smiled saying ok. Keonte did not take his eyes off me and it was hard not to pay attention cause his eyes were so pretty.

Michael worried a lot and he was so fucking paranoid. He always thought some niggas was out to get him so that caused him to be dangerous.

I walked out and finished the rest of my food. "Laylaaaaaaaaa." One of the twins yelled. I sighed heading back to the living room.

"What?" I asked and they smiled. "Can you make us some koolaid?" They asked and I sighed.

"Why can't y'all make it and didn't y'all get something to drink from wing stop?" I asked and they sighed. Tayshaun got up and put his hands on my shoulders looking at me.

"You and I both know that you the only person who know how to make koolaid right and plus them wing stop drinks was nasty." He told me and I rolled my eyes.

They was kinda nasty. I heard a small please come from Michael and I smiled sighing.

"Fine." I said going back to the kitchen.

I grabbed the koolaid packets angrily.

I started to mumble under the my breath.

"What's so hard about making koolaid all you have to fucking do is-

I immediately stopped talking when I realized Keontè was in here and he was throwing away his trash.

I wonder if he heard that. I wouldn't mind if he did but-

He slid behind me putting the hot sauce up. I poured sugar in the picture then the koolaid packets.

I turned on the water as Keonte left out. So maybe he didn't hear me.

I mixed it up then tasted it. It needs more sugar. I poured more in there and mixed it up.

And tasted it and shook my head, still not enough. I poured more sugar and finally it was enough. I put ice in 4 cups and poured the koolaid inside.

Once I was done I took the cups to them and Tyrone smiled.

"You my favorite sister ever. Like I love you for real." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"Mhmm. I'm telling Nyla." I said walking back upstairs.

"Damn I can't get a I love you back?"

I sighed. "I love you too."