na·ive
/nīˈēv/
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adjective
(of a person or action) showing a lack of experience, wisdom, or judgment.
Fifteen year old naomi white tried to figure out her passion in life with the help of kareem, a seventeen year old who she quickl...
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"You so drunk" Glock laughed looking at me as I slowly ate my waffles. "I swear" I laughed.
We were eating a Waffle House just speaking to each other, it was really calm for the most part mainly because I was drunk.
"You want some?" Glock questioned holding his fork with hash brows on it. "Mhm" I nodded taking the fork.
"Why you ain't give the time of the day? Be for real because you know it wasn't our age difference" Glock spoke making me laugh.
"It's just... just a maturity and thing D like.. you're mature as hell and you got me little ass fifteen year old junior who's immature and still a virgin that doesn't mix" I shrugged.
"You being a virgin ain't important to me ima be real I don't care for shit like that" He shrugged.
"Mm.. I'm ready to go I'm done" I smiled, Glock threw money on the table before standing up helping me up.
I looked around as I held onto his stomach due to me not being able to walk straightly because I was so drunk.
Glock opened his car door helping me inside the car before getting inside the drivers seat .
I sat back in my seat seat before grabbing his jacket laying it over me so I could get comfortable.
"You sleepy?" He questioned pulling into my neighborhood. "Yeaahhh" I responded slightly nodding .
" I might hang out with you again I don't know yet" I chuckled looking at him as he parked infront of my house. "You will" he shrugged.
"You wanna come inside for a little bit?" I asked making him shrug helping me out the car, we both got up walking towards the door .
Taking out my key I opened the door hearing silence making me smack my lips knowing my auntie was out at the club.
I'm glad my aunt now has a good time but I hate staying by myself like it scares me on another level.
"Damnnnn" Glock spoke cuffing his mouth. "What?" I questioned.
"Y'all house nice as fuck! Let me see ya room" He spoke in shock making me laugh, I walked towards my door before opening it letting him enter inside.
"Damn you got a little girl ass room" He chuckled. "Damn Glock I'm a little ass girl" I responded taking off my shoes.
Glock looked over at me before shaking his head watching me undress out of my outside clothes .
"Take off that shirt and your pants if you're getting on my bed I know you got on some basketball shorts" I spoke.
"Alright" He responded .
I went inside my closet pulling out a pajama set before walking inside my bathroom turning on the shower.
"Don't roam around my room! I'll be out in twenty minutes!" I pointed. "Yes ma'am" he spoke throwing his arms up in defense making me chuckle .
At this point I wasn't even drunk I just had a little buzz and was ready to knock out .
I shook my head before undressing fully before stepping inside my shower letting the steaming hot water hit my body as I felt relaxed.
"I'm just a nigga with a broken heart tryna find my way back home And I'm sittin' here with the car In park while she ride dick to my song!" I heard loudly making me chuckle shaking my head.
"This man done touched my tv" I mumbled.
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"Not you on my tv" I spoke looking at Glock laid out on my bed. "Nigga you was in the shower for a hour" he laughed.
I laughed before getting on my bed pulling the covers over myself.
"What do you like watching dula?" I questioned.
Sometimes Glock went by dula and sometimes he went by Glock I don't know why but neither was his real name.
"Ay I like that snowfall shit" He spoke making me grab my remote before going to Netflix.
"I feel like being nice to you tonight" I smiled laying my head on his chest comfortably . "Mm" He chuckled .
"What's this scar on your eye Glock?" I questioned rubbing the scar above his eye. "Remember that time that at the store I was fighting and you ain't wanna be my li store friend nomo cus you said I'm trouble?" He spoke with a laugh.
"Mhm" I nodded.
"Ight when they was trying to break up my girl at the time she grabbed me and my face hit the brick" He shrugged making me frown.
I had been knowing Glock for a while now we always had been cordial just not too much of friends we only spoke when we seen each other.
Once I seen he was trouble I told him he couldn't talk to me anymore because he was a negative person so we he stopped being so problematic he seen me and told me we're friends again.
