"Told that bitch that I'm from New York, She like my accent" Isaiah sung to himself after throwing his keys on the marbel counter.
"Every time I get a new jawn, She the baddest" Cutting the light on, he walked further into his bedroom. He pulled his phone out seeing that he had gotten a notification.
Lyric: Ok, cool. I'm getting ready now, You can pick me up or I can just meet you there. 12:17pm
He smirked as he walked to his closet.
Zay: What kinda nigga you take me for? Of course Ima meet you there 12:19pm
He laughed at himself knowing she probably thought he was serious.
Lyric: Lmfao lowkey ain't want you to know where I lived anyway 😘12:20pm
"Oh I like this one" He chuckled closing his closet door.
He was wearing grey Balmain biker jeans and a white shirt, It was fall therefore it wasn't the warmest so he decided that he was gonna put his black Bape pullover on.
Throwing his fit onto the bed he stripped out of his gym clothes.
After texting Lyric to let her know that he was just kidding he grabbed his towel and made his way to the bathroom.
Lyric's House
"No London he isn't crazy....Why would he kidnap me...I am definitely not about to play with you........21 questions! That's what" She hung up irritated with her cousins concern.
Whenever she told her about a guy the bitch had to make it seem like someone was out to get her. She huffed holding her towel closer to her body. She walked into her room and sat on the bed thinking of what to wear
She honestly didn't get how guys could pick their clothes out before getting in..Hell, by then she'd change her mind and would have to pick something totally different.
She laid back scrolling through her timeline for a few. She sat up when I text came in from Isaiah.
Zay🙄: I was playing son damn 😭 it's like that? Aigh aigh. Shoot me ya addy tho
She rolled her eyes with a smile. Thinking on it for a few, She ended up giving him her address anyway.
"Let's seeee" Standing to her feet she went over to her dresser, staring in it. She was wondering if she wanted to wear her hair down.
"Nah" She opened a drawer and pulled out her white and black shirt that read Brooklyn across it. She sat it on top of the dresser and opened another one, shuffling through it for a while she pulled out a pair of ripped grey skinnies.
She put the shirt and pants against each other before nodding in approval. She sat them down so she could get her bra and underwear out.
She dropped her towel and slipped her Lace set on. Grabbing her Victoria Secrets Temptation lotion she pressed it open and squeezed a reasonable amount in her hand.
As she lathered it into her legs her phone rang, glancing at it she saw that it was just London calling back so she ignored it.
After she was done with the lotion she sat it down and walked to her dresser, When she slipped shirt on she looked at her jeans and sighed knowing that this part wasn't gonna be as easy.
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She put one leg in and pulled the denim from the bottom to the top making sure her whole leg fit. She repeated that with the other leg and jumped up and down. A few wiggles later she buttoned them feeling accomplished.
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After putting her accessories on and grabbing her black bomber, she was ready. Instead of texting Isaiah she chose to call him.
"Are you on your way?" She played with the silver watch on her arm
"Yea gimme like.....15 minutes" She scoffed
"We ain't talking black people time are we? Because I will gladly take a nap Isaiah"
"I said 15 right? I'll be there" Before she could even respond he'd hung up.
"Well okay then mister rude ass" She giggled. Tossing her phone to the side she grabbed her brush to start her hair.
As he said, about 15 minutes went by before her doorbell was rung.
Hmm...Honest rude ass. She thought as she finished up her tight, neat bun. "Coming!" She called out.
After making sure her baby hairs were fleeked she put her phone in her bag and went to the door. Ain't this bout a....
"I see you, over here tryna match my fly" Zay joked looking her over from head to toe. "More like you tryna match mine" She returned the stare
Following him to his car her eyes widened at what he was driving. "This you?" She stepped to the side as he opened her door "Yea.. You like it?" She nodded before getting in.
"Yes I-Umm...You're driving a Mercedes what you mean Do I like it?" She reared her head causing him to let out an obnoxious laugh which led to her laughing too
"Ew don't ever laugh like that again" She smiled looking over at him while he buckled his seatbelt. "You got it ma"
"So where you wanna go?" He asked once they pulled off. She locked her phone "Friedman's is okay, you been there?" She pulled the Vanity mirror down using it to check for any stray hairs
"Actually I been to that joint a couple times" She side eyed him then went back to checking herself in the mirror "Really? with other females or?" She tried figuring out his type but of course he was onto her already.
"Nah with my boy E" He smirked glancing in her direction. She closed the mirror and sat back "Don't think I care if you did, because I don't"
He nodded stopping at a light "I wouldn't care if you did or not" She furrowed her eyebrows a little thrown off by his bluntness but nonetheless, Attracted to it.
