a/n this is just so i front forget to tell u guys i won't upload to later today (it's may 31st) cus i'm goin to see my other side of the family so i'll be flying for a couple hrs so i made this chapter long(ish) enjoy!
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Harlem, New York Saturday 9:25pm 3RD PERSON POV Aylas home / Reyes home📍
ONCE AYLA left, everyone began to talk about how they felt about her, everyone including; Melz, Jay and their mom
"she's sweet kind of quiet but super sweet i like her" Melz said smiling "i mean ion kno shortys be on some backdoor shit nowadays but she chillin" Jay said rinsing his dish off "she's very cute and sweet, i love her for you amor" Their mom spoke giving Ethan a kiss on the forehead
"why don't you invite her to our trip to Dominican Republic" Their mom spoke making David stop in his tracks "nah you ain't let me bring Crystal last time" David said with his face twisted
"cause ian like her" Their mom spoke making David roll his eyes and kiss his teeth "yea since you like her so much you can introduce her to the rest of our family" Melz said teasing him
"that's to soon though i feel like" Ethan said shrugging "it's in like a month chill" Jay said walking past him "tryna go to da block?" Darrian asked Ethan, David and Jay
"bet" Ethan said standing up "good the block bein missin you since you got all boo'd up" Darrian said shaking his head making Ethan roll his eyes "be safe text me if you coming back or not" Their mom yelled to them after they left
"you seriously like that Ayla girl?" Melz asked her mother "do you? i mean she's super sweet and she makes Ethan happy, And they complement each other very well" "and she's smart, ion know how Nottis dumbass pulled her but thank god he did i needed another girl around here" Melz said picking Amiri up
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THE NEXT DAY
Ayla was sitting on her bed writing more poems about how she felt and blah blah with
