Young Love (August Alsina Love Story)

Pull Over

AUGUST POV

So she feel some type of way huh. On the real though i meant what I said. I did think of her as my bae. She was one of the only females I loved besides my moms of course. She was my ROD thick or thin. I felt for her more than any of all my other hoes combined and she knew that deep down I think. I was definelty gonna have to have a little talk with her when the time came. Imma send a quick text.

-TEXT CONVO-

AugBooPain: You down to go somewhere once school out?

TheFutureWifeyMeri: Ight. Where?

AugBooPain: Don't worry bout it ma. I gotchu

TheFutureWifeyMeri: Boy Bye

Now all I needed was to figure out where we was going. 

*BELL RINGS*

The hallway fills with people trying leave. As usual Ri is taking forever. Its one of the things i dig about her, She dedicated. While I'm waiting this girl Tamia comes out of no where trying to talk to me. I ain't gone lie she was bad but she was also the biggest hoe in school. Everybody and they daddy had hit that and i ain't tryin to go there with her. I like to fuck as much the next nigga but damn ma its ok to say no. She just goin on and on about how she think i'm that nigga and i ain't like the rest. All i could think was if Meri don't hurry her ass up she might be the one getting left today,

"Sorry" I hear her say as she turns the corner out of her English class 

"Naw it's cool, I was just waiting on you anyway." I say turning away from Tamia. I'll keep her in mind when I need a lil favor I guess. I hear her call my name but i just keep walking. I love the ratchets and all but she is just too much for ya boy.

"Aug what was that about?" 

"Nothin. Tamia just trying get with a nigga and all. She ain't even worth the trouble though."

As we get to her car she unlocks and i slide in the passenger side. I know her pops ain't in her life like that but he do send money for her and Layla. For the 17 birthday he sent her this car. Well more like gave her the money to go get the car. She ended up choosing the 2013 Mustang. She always has had a thing for the muscle cars. She ain't the BENZ/LEXUS type. She cool like that. 

Soon as the car starts Levels by meek mills starts playing:

Cuz its levels to this shit, levels to this shit
Can't fuck my ho cuz its levels to this bitch
And I be rocking Prada like a devil in this bitch
And a Birkin bag like a gold medal to this bitch
And I'm heavy as it get
Shining like a motherfuckin' bezel on my wrist
All my niggas mobbing so we heavy in this bitch
30 grand for the Muller that's a Chevy on my wrist
Cocaine Mulsanne, young nigga blowing up - Kurt Cobain
Skating on them like I'm Lil Wayne

She looks over at me and smiles. "Where we goin?" she says turning down the radio so I can hear her. 

'Oh pull over right here" I point to Big Mikes. I know it's not extra romantic or nothing but shit i'm hungry and I know she is too because her stomach been growling the whole ride here. We get out and head to the door. I look for my favorite booth hoping nobody is in it. I only like it because you get a good view of the whole restaurant and you can see everybody before they see you. 

We sit down and order our food. I get the Ribs with Macoroni and Cheese and Cole slaw. She get the jerk chicken and rice. We have small talk while the food gets ready. We talk about school and how we graduate next semester and what our plans are. She wants to go to NYU. Me i ain't got no real plans its just whever life leads me. 

The food arrives we both dive in. After about 10 minutes she finally says 

"So what did we really come here for?"

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