More Than Friends

Man Law

Odell POV-

"Where you been bruh?" Jarvis asked me as we walked through our apartment door. He was coming out of his room.

I went to the kitchen and washed my hands, because I was finna max this gyro and fries. I had just left class and I was hungry as hell seeing as I was living off a bowl of cereal cause K, wanted to be lazy and not cook a nigga something.

"Slept over at K's." I dried my hands and sat down at the table.

He smirked, folding his arms leaning against the wall looking at me.

"Why are you looking at me like a dumbass?" I said stuffing fries in my mouth. This was heaven to my growling belly right now.

"When are you going to admit you smashing Kenya?"

"I'm not smashing anything." I said taking a bite of my gyro.

He gave me a skeptical look. Like come on nigga.

"Why do you keep denying it?" He asked.

"Because I'm not." I said getting irritated.

"Nobody is around a bitch that much just cause they "friends."" He did air quotations. "You always at that bitch ..."

"Can you not?" I looked at him referring to K as that.

He chuckled and sat down. "You even sensitive when I say bitch. You fucking and you know it."

"You know Juice there is a such thing as men and women being just friends. Nothing else. Oh you don't know about that because you fuck anything that lets you."

"Uh no... I fuck anything fine that lets me. And I'm also a man. And I know, no nigga is around a bitch 24/7 unless he trying to fuck. That's man law. Anything else you a fag."

I stopped eating, wiped my mouth and looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "You trying to say something?"

Was this nigga questioning my manhood.

"I'm not saying anything. All im saying is I'm a man. And I know man law. Anything else is a little funny. if she was ugly I could understand. But K ain't ugly. She a little fat, which can be a turn off. But  I know you see the ass, that make up for the weight. She got some big ass titties too. I'd hit."

"Jarvis get the fuck out my face." He was making me mad.

He laughed. "Why you getting sensitive about her if you ain't smashing?"

"Because that's my fucking best friend and I don't appreciate you disrespecting her."

"He mocked me by repeating what I said.

"Nigga fine. You don't want to admit it. I'll let you live. Any other braud you can tell me about but with Kenya you on that a gentleman never tells shit. Her pussy must be A-1 for you to keep your motor ass mouth quiet." He got up .

"Fuck you Juice." I took another bite of my gyro.

"Fuck you too nigga." He left out the apartment.

My phone buzzed.

K: You wanna go see X-Men later?

Me: find you some other friends.

K: I got other friends nigga.

Me: who and Brandon don't count

K: taye.

Me: that's your mentee. 😂😂

K: so she count. Fuckboy 🖕🏿

Me: sad. Guess I'll go out of pity.

K: whatever. See you later ugly.

Me: ✌🏿️

So you're probably wondering about my relationship to K. Jarvis is my friend but he can be an absolute asshole at times. He can't help it. He was born a fuckboy. But one thing he got right, was Man Law.

Now I'm not saying there are not men and women who can simply be friends. No sexual attractions. No sexual thoughts. I'm sure there are and kudos to them.

But with K, damn just thinking about it. I want her and want her bad bruh. Like everytime I'm around her it eats me up. Her sun kissed chocolate skin. Her ample breast that sit just right. Ass for not days, but weeks. Scratch that years.

This is embarrassing but I'll tell y'all. There have been times I had to like go to the bathroom to hide my rising member. Shit. I feel so embarrassed thinking about it.

But I've seen her body man with no clothes and its like electricity runs through me. I can't help it. Then she walks around me sometimes with just a t-shirt and panties. Or them Vicky secret silk gowns, her nipples
Poking through.

I try to be as calm as possible about it and not say anything, because for one I don't want to seem like a perv. Which I'm not, I'm just a man who is having a natural reaction to a beautiful woman. And two, you know if she knew that the visits would stop. And I enjoy being around her.

I know you're probably wondering, why don't I just tell K how I feel. It's not that easy for several reasons.

For one K is not a one night stand woman. She's the type if you gon be committed give it 100 or don't waste her time. I'm a young nigga, living his life. I love her, but I can't promise 100 percent commitment right now. So why would I waste her time and break her heart, knowing I'm not ready.

Two, she's a little too good for me. The girl is beyond intelligent. Shit we met because she was my tutor. A nigga ain't dumb, but Farreal some Of the shit she be talking about I can't keep up. I be like listening but I be mad lost. I imagine her with some lame ass Barack Obama type. 😂😂. They'll
Have those deep convos all day and he'll understand.

Three, I get the vibe from her she don't feel me like that. And when you get that vibe, just let it be. On top of that, I hate rejection. And for it to be from her, I know I couldn't handle it.

So why am I around? She's my best friend and I guess I just settled for friend role because I couldn't have her like that.

But one day, if it gets to me bad enough I'll be brave and tell her how I feel. Maybe.

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Y'all I'm changing my career start the video at 4:20 you'll see why. What I would give to do that.