The club was packed and everybody was getting their drink on. "Bodak Yellow" blasted through the club's loud speakers, making everybody get hype. Milah swayed her hips on Shawn, but what she didn't know was that his eyes were more so focused on Jazz who was growing jealous on the inside.
Shawn felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, walking off telling Milah he had to use the restroom. When he pulled out his phone, he had a text from Jazz, and decided to have the conversation with her.
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Once she stopped responding, he walked out the door to be faced with Jazz, who noticed he had walked off, and followed.
"You good Ma?" He asked her, not liking the fact that she was upset, and he was the reasoning behind that.
"Yeah, just a little jealous." She said putting her head down.
"Ain't no need, I'm feeling you." He said honestly.
"Then that should make your next move a little easier." She said before walking off.
Shawn couldn't help but get a glimpse of her ass as she returned where the girls were.
Milah
I noticed that when Shawn left, so did Jazz. I couldn't help but to think it was a little suspect, but then again, she could have been using the restroom too, so I dropped the thought.
Nyla on the other hand, looked like she was having fun with this cute darkskinned brother. It would be nice if someone other than me out the three had a little boo thang, I love double dating.
Once Shawn returned, his mood seemed a little off.
"What's wrong babe?" I questioned.
"Nothing, just a little tipsy." He said without looking at me.
I was about ready to go, and so was everyone else. After Nyla swapped numbers with the guy she was with tonight, we got ready to leave.
*Later that night....*
I sat in the bed, on the phone with Shawn, whose vibe still seemed to be off. I didn't want to get into his business too much so I tried to lighten the mood by talking about school and other stuff.
After about an hour or so, we hung up and I went to shower. While in there, I thought more about suggesting to Shawn that we take some time apart. I don't like to hold on to things that aren't going so well. I dried off and put on a pajama set, before heading to the kitchen to get a little snack.
Jazz was sitting on the counter, grinning at her phone as if she had won the Lottery.
"Somebody's happy, did you meet someone at the club that you're not telling me about?" I teased.
"Girl please, I have no time for another man in my life." She laughed.
"Another? Are you saying there's already one?" I nudged her shoulder.
"Yup." She smiled.
"Name? Height?" I said getting interested in her love life. Jazz hasn't had a man since our sophomore year in high school so I was surprised to hear someone had finally got her attention.
"Oh.. it's nobody." She said.
"Mmmmhmmm, sure smiling like he's somebody." I said grabbing a bowl to make some cereal.
"Touch your nose." She joked making me laugh.
"Alright sis, do you." I said walking back to my room.
Nyla I sat in my room watching reruns of "The Parkers" and texting Chris. Unlike most niggas, he could keep a good conversation going without excessive use of "Wyd?" 🙄
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( Chris )
I got a nervous feeling when he texted asking could he come chill with me. Seeing that it was already 2:17am, but since we were all already at the club earlier, I thought why not.
"You have a guest." Jazz said at my door, letting me know Chris had arrived. I couldn't help but to notice his print, through the grey sweat pants he was sporting. What a trap.
"Damn, I can't get no room?" He chuckled before I scooted over allowing him to lay down next to me.
"This show still my shit." He said looking at the episode of "The Parkers" that was playing on my Tv.
"Haaay Professor Oglavee." I said mocking Nikki, making both of us burst out in laughter.
"That's how crazy yo ass gone get over me, once you really get to know me." He teased making me blush.
"Boy bye." I said playfully smacking his shoulder.
"But honestly, what do you look for in a guy?" He questioned me.
"Nothing too extreme. Just the basics. He gotta be smart. I want him to have something going for himself. I love honesty. Consistency. And if we working towards something forreal, just a guy who wont have me looking stupid." I said.
"I can give you all that plus more." He said, earning a smile from me.
"What about you? What do you look for in a girl?"
"Nicki minaj below the waist." He joked making me laugh.
"So you want a fake bitch, there's the door." I teased going along with his silliness.
"Nah forreal, just a chick who got her head on her shoulders. I hate drama. My boys are not your "brothers." And she gotta know how to make some bomb Macaroni." He said, I laughed at the last part.
"Why macaroni?" I questioned.
"Cause that was my moms best dish, before she passed away." He said before looking down.
"Aw, I'm sorry." I said before pulling him into a hug.
"It's all good Ma, we got some good memories." He said.
The room went silent for a little, as we cuddled each other and watched the show. I felt myself getting sleepy, but something about the way he held me, made me feel relaxed and safe. I finally fell asleep and so did he. It was shocking to see that even this late at night, he respected me enough to not bring up sex or make any moves. I'd love to see where this goes...
