This story is about a girl who meets a guy during high school. They go through many ups and downs you would think they were a couple. This is a story about H.I.M. & H.E.R.
-Based on a true story
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"Damn your nigga looks good." Luiza said
"He always looks good what you mean?"
"No, look." Luiza said pointing
I looked towards the direction she was pointing and she was right. My nigga does look good. I never seen Pryce's hair braided but it looked great on him. Damn and that's all me.
"Hey baby." Pryce said wrapping his arms around my waist from behind
"I'll see you later Abbs." Luiza waved walking away
"Okay bye." I waved back "Hey Pryce." I smiled looking at him
"Who's Pryce? My name is either bae, baby, babe, daddy, pap-"
"Okay I get it." I laughed "These braids look good on you though baby." I said feeling them
"I'm glad you like them." He smirked
"Come on I don't wanna be late." I said pulling his arm
He wrapped his arms around me as we walked to the class I had with Armani. I wanted to ask him about those voicemails he left me, which I still haven't told Pryce about. It's not that I don't want to tell him it's just that things are going so well and I don't wanna be the one to fuck all that up.
"I was thinking we could go to your house for lunch and I'll fix you a little something." He smiled
"Chef Pryce? Yea that sounds good bae."
"Alright, gimme some love."
I giggled and gave him a hug and a kiss, then walked in the classroom. Armani was sitting in the desk beside me which isn't usually where he sits. I glanced over at him and he was already looking at me.
"Alright class, you know what to work on. Go ahead and take out your assignments and the period is yours to work." My teacher said
"Abby, can I talk to you?" Armani said tapping me on my arm
