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Chapter 7: What these bitches want from a nigga
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|Tabatha|🦋
"YO, WHAT THE FUCK TOMMY" I exclaimed Throwing a water bottle...
Tommy thought it was a good idea that he can hide my fucking sweets
He was busy laughing.... and i wasn't in the mood for this shit..
Like do you know how expensive sweets are, like these are my favorite sweets and i have to get them uptown in NYC, and i hate going uptown...
"You look better with your natural hairstyle anyway" he said...
I just walked away...
But i was stopped...
His arms were around my waist
"Aww come on" he said, "you look cute when you mad"
I've been hanging out with Tommy a lot... which has caught me by surprised
I never hang out with a lot of niggaz, i just fuck and dip and block them on my phone...
I was cut from my thoughts when he picked me up and put me against on the wall...
"Yo.. you fine as fuck you know that" he whispered while kissing my neck..
Also This sexual tension we got.... is too much...
"Mhmmm.. you mean that?" I said to him...
He continued kissing my neck and then kissed me on the lips...
"I would be lying if i said no" he said looking at me...
Yo... am i falling for this guy, should i tell him that i like him...
Or should i keep it pushing..
"Yo, It looks like you got a lot in my mind" he said, "you mind telling me what's up"
"It's nothing" i said pushing me away...
"Yo for real, Tabatha" he spoke up...
"What, i said it was nothing" i said
I lied, there is something wrong and i just can't tell him not now...
