Farah's POV |
When I woke up, Trey was shaking me.
"Farah, you good?"
I jumped out of his touch, my breathing heavy.
"Why are you here Trey?" My words were a little too unwelcoming.
"Relax." He laughed. "I'm in the area for business." He shrugged, face serious.
Part of my inside cried, wishing he came for me.
"Oh.." I blinked down.
He chuckled, and I gazed back over at him.
"How have you been? If I may ask."
"I'm good. Great actually." I nodded, correcting myself.
"Mm." He squinted. "It was good seeing you." He stood, reaching his hand out to help me up.
I stood up on my own, causing a look of irritation to spread across his face.
"Well, enjoy Seattle." I said awkwardly, walking back to my shopping cart.
"Thanks." He waved, an awkward smile showing on his face.
I looked back, realizing that I was shaking.
I turned the corner, going into a different isle.
"Farah." I turned to see him once again.
"Yeah." My pitch was far too high.
"Are- can I take you for a bite to eat? To catch up?"
"Um, well I have to g-"
"I'm not taking no for an answer." He walked to me, suddenly in my face.
"Okay, okay." I rolled my eyes. He smiled.
"I guess there's no point in me buying his than." I told him.
"Would you like for me to put it away for you?" He offered.
"Or I could just leave it here...?" I shrugged lazily.
"That too." He reached his hand out for mine.
I smiled at him, walking past his gesture.
"Well I'm not getting any less hungry!" I ran off.
I laughed to watch him chase me out of the store.
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For The Love Of Trey Songz
RomanceFarah was a college, Hispanic girl who wanted nothing more than to be successful, and love someone as much as they loved her.. But Trey Songz doesn't do love, not until he meets Farah. Love, passion, pain, and desire are the four things that keep...
