Iman
"You gave Justin my number...." I said to maria on the phone.
"Yes.....but Iman! I just had to. Please don't be mad. I just-he looked so sad." Maria defended herself.
"I'm not upset." I chuckled. "It was just unexpected." I said remembering it.
Maria sighed in relief. "See I was trying to like resist...but that didn't turn out like I planned."
"So what happened, did he just show up at work or something?" I asked her.
"Yeah, it was so weird."
"Don't freak out or anything, but you know he's in the states right...?" Maria asked.
"Yes...I know."
"Justttttt checking." She said awkardly. "So what are you going to do?" She asked.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean...he's there for a reason. Do you still not want to see him?" She asked.
"Maria, its not that...." I sighed rubbing my cheeks.
"Then what..he really wants to see your face."
"Maria I know I want to see him too. Personally I hated the distance. I miss him. Its just that I'm..I don't know, scared.."
"Scared?"
"Nervous, more like it."
"Why Iman? Its not like Justin would hurt you or anything."
"That's the point. Justin wouldn't hurt me. I'm just nervous to face him because I know I hurt him. Really badly." I said staring at my bedroom wall.
Leaving him wasn't the best option.
"Aww. But listen, Justin doesn't seem upset at you or anything. Is it even possible for him to be mad at you?" Maria laughed. "Its like you got him around your pinky finger. He'd practically do whatever you want."
I groaned.
"Don't stress out, Iman."
"I just know somethings gonna come up, Maria. My moms staying with us for a little bit. And Daniels big mouth could say anything."
Maria laughed.
"I'm serious. What if he says something about Justin?"
"Can't be that bad."
"Maybe. Just maybe.
"Hey, you can always tell her the truth.."
"Yeah I rather do that when the time comes. " It wouldn't make sense as of right now to tell her."
"In due time. Just like I said, don't stress. Everything will turn out alright."
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"Okay iman, I'm teaching your ass how to drive." Daniel said as we got in his car.
"Alrighty then..attitude or nah."
"My Bad. Just tired of being your bitch and driving you everywhere." He laughed.
"If you insist." I said getting behind the wheel. I already knew how to drive. I just never had time to get my license.
I learned a little something something from drivers ed, but my skills may be rusty.
"Okay. What's the first thing you do?" He asked.
"Put your seatbelt on." I said like a boss.
"Kay. Second thing?"
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Prince of France *Editing*
Fanfiction|"I want you to be my Queen." Justin whispered as he trapped me between the wall and his body. No words could come out of my mouth. The only thing I could do was stare into his pleading hazel eyes. "sweetheart, please.." he said kissing up my neck w...
