"Me voy!" I yell, slamming my front door on the way out. I grumble, shifting the weight of my heavy bag onto my other arm, it's filled with all my things to get ready for my valentine's date tonight.
I see Eve give me a tight smile and I dump my stuff in her back seat, climbing in the front.
"What's poppin hoe." I say, changing her radio station.
She slaps my hands away, like always, and says, "Valentina..."
I raise my hands up in defense, "Sorry, forgot you were sensitive to words like 'hoe.' You prefer the term buddy."
She smacks her lips in protest and I laugh.
She starts driving to her house and asks, "What did Matteo say?"
I zone out for a second, snapping back into it when she pushes my arm. "Oh, he down. He said he wouldn't mind if you threw in some free head, he offered to go down on you after. So generous if you ask me."
Her face glows a bright red and she looks at me warily, "Did he actually say that, because if he did, I don't know if he is the right one for me."
I roll my eyes, "Oh please, I was just joking."
I wasn't joking.
But it seemed to calm her down so it's whatever.
We pull up to Eve's house and go straight to her room, not wasting any time.
I see piles of clothes everywhere around her room and I give her my mom look.
She shrugs, "I was just trying to get a head start, but I couldn't find anything to wear! So I need your help!"
I give my charming smile to her, "It's okay buddy, mama's here now."
She asked to see what I'm wearing, so she gets a reference for what she is going to wear, and I pull the dress out of my bag.
It was a classic red color, for valentine's day, which came just above my knees, but one side was hiked up flawlessly. The cut was low so it would reveal some cleavage, making Eve frown, and there were straps to hold the dress up.
The silky material made me smile lovingly, like the dress was my kid, and I pushed Eve to pull out more options for what to wear.
As she kept looking in her closet, which seemed to be filled with an endless amount of clothes, I sat on the floor and plugged in my hair straightener.
A mirror that Eve always puts on the floor, faced me so I could flat iron my hair to perfection.
Eve sees me starting my hair process and makes a face, "That's gonna take you forever."
I purse my lips and clip parts of my hair up, to section it off. "Thanks Eve, not all of us have straight hair already. Also, it doesn't take me that long to flat iron my hair anymore. Give me an hour and I'll be looking perfect."
She mutters, 'sure' , and true to my word, I was finished in an hour.
In that hour of me sweating and breaking my arms to straighten my unruly curls, Eve was showing me each dress and I gave her my opinions
She finally picked a light pink dress with red lace overlaying on top, in sheer patterns. It had a halter top and was backless with two strings crossing over each other, to tie together.
After she put the dress on, I ran my fingers through my now sleek, shiny hair and slipped on my own dress.
We went in the bathroom and looked at ourselves.
"We look good, damn." I say, flicking my hair over my shoulder dramatically.
She smiles and we go ahead and do our makeup.
That took about another hour, mostly because I was getting distracted and snapchatting people, which made Eve mad.
I get a text from Angelo saying that he can't wait to pipe me tonight and I send some skull emojis back in response.
Eve is peeking over my shoulder, reading all my conversations on my phone.
"Damn, you mind." She snatches my phone and sets it on the bathroom counter, telling me to finish my makeup.
After we are done we put our heels on and get Eve's mom to take pictures of us.
After posing in different positions, Angelo texts me saying he is here, with Matteo.
I take Eve's hand excitedly and walk out if her house, greeted by the sight of Angelo and Matteo waiting for us outside the car.
Angelo has a nicely fitted button up white shirt, I can see his muscles protruding through. He has dark jeans on, sagging a little but his shirt is long enough to cover his boxers. Angelo looked sexy, right down to his expensive jordans.
I almost forgot about Matteo, being too distracted with my sexy ass boyfriend.
He was wearing a navy blue dress shirt with similiar jeans too Angelo, but different jordans. His hair looked a little wet and I gawked at his nice diamond earrings.
Eve blushed deeply when Matteo looked her up and down, and I went directly to Angelo.
He ran his fingers through my soft, straight hair and bit his lip.
"You look beautiful mami, I almost didn't recognize you with your hair like this." He kissed me on the lips after and I heard Eve cough a little.
"Dont worry, I don't do my hair like this alot because it too hard."
He presses his cheek to mine, sniffing my hair?
"I like you curls better anyway." I press a kiss to his cheek and notice Matteo giving a hug to Eve, which she hesitantly returns.
After we are done greeting each other, we drive to an expensive looking restaurant that I've never been before.
By the look of Eve's awestruck face, she hasn't been either.
Angelo opens the door for me and places his hand gently on my lower back, guiding me in. I catch the eye of a panicked looking Eve, walking beside Matteo.
I pretend to bite my lip and wink at her, making her freak out more.
We are seated towards the back of the restaurant, where it's dimly lit. I sit next to Angelo on one side of the table, and across from me is Matteo, sitting next to Eve.
Angelo rests his hand on my thigh, the whole time we make conversation.
"So what ya'll planning to do over spring break?" Matteo questions, looking more at Eve than us.
I swallow my food and say, "Probably just stay home. I don't got nowhere to be."
Matteo smirks mischievously, "Well you got plans now. Angelo and I got a house close by the water. You tryna chill over there with us, both if you."
I smile and look at Eve for a response.
"I'm down. Eve?" She tucks a hair behind her ear and flushes under the gaze of everyone at the table.
"Yea, uh- that sounds fun. I just need to ask my parents." She says, looking down at her food.
Angelo smiles a little and I smack him lightly under the table.
"You still need permission from your parents, you a big girl. You can make your own decisions." Matteo says, leaning in towards Eve.
She looks directly at me, as if asking for help.
"Leave her alone Matteo." I tell him, he just smirks in response. His eyes gleaming, even in the dim setting.
The rest of the night passes by with jokes and laughter shared, I couldn't of asked for a better double date.
All good things must come to an end though.
We dropped Eve off first and Matteo walked her up to her door.
I was smacking Angelo and squealing like a little girl when I saw Matteo kiss her.
Angelo held my hands still and said, "Calm down, you dont act like this when I be kissing you."
I raise my eyebrows, "I guess you don't do it for me..." I meant it as a joke, but Angelo's face went straight.
My hands reach around his neck and I lean in closer to his face, feeling his breath on me.
"I was just joking baby, come on." I place small pecks all over his face and Angelo meets my lips, right before it gets too far the door opens.
"Again guys? Ya'll really need to go fuck somewhere else." Matteo says, climbing in the back seat, covering his eyes.
We drive back to Angelo's place, but Matteo walk off in who knows where.
Angelo takes me directly to his bedroom and I tiredly kick off my heels.
I turn back to look at Angelo, he is staring down at his hand, which is holding a velvet box.
He saunters up to me and places the box in my hands.
"Angelo-" I protest, I didn't want him to spend too much money on me.
He shushes me and just goes to stand behind me, holding me tight. "Just open it." He whispers.
I take a deep breath and open the box.
I gasp a little when I see a beautiful necklace lying inside.
There was a thin golden chain and had a mesmerizing rose gold heart attached, small diamonds going around.
I turn quickly to him, "Angelo...it's too much."
He just smiles gently and takes the necklace out of its box. He turns me back around so my back is facing him and I move my hair to the side.
The necklace feels cold at first when he places it on my burning skin, but it warms up quickly.
Angelo moves my hair back and I turn to face him. He pushes me on his bed carefully, my back sinking in.
Let's just say that necklace was swinging back and forth against my neck that night.
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