Through The Storm | NBA Youngboy

7.

(Sorry for the delay guys, it's been a lot going on lately. I'm back now.)

RECAP:
"Kentrell started rubbing on my hips and looked up at me. I felt myself about to just dive in and kiss him but when I try to shake it, he must've read my mind because as soon as I turned to look at him again our lips met.."

Jayla's P.O.V:
I kissed back, surprisingly in an instance. We kissed for a while before we realized we were way too caught in the moment. I slowly pulled back and me being as shy as I am sometime, I barely even wanted to look at him. So instead of looking at him I looked around the room. He grabbed my face turning it back to his, staring at me for a second then he finally spoke.

"I ain't even gon lie to you, i've been wanting to do that shit for so long. I wanted to kno what it felt like kissin' you." he said in a low tone.

I slightly pursed my lips, sighing before responding.

"Kentrell, that shouldn't have happened." I trailed off before I heard him smacking his lips.

"Jayla it was jus a kiss, you acting like we fucked a sum." He mumbled the last part.

"It doesn't matter. I'm not about to mix my feelings up with you. You're my bestfriend, I don't want us to lose our bond over us fuckin' around." I spat.

"Who tha fuck you talki-...mane nobody said anything about us fuckin' around Jayla. You doing way too much ova a kiss. It ain't mean nun, I was jus curious." He responded dryly.

For some reason that hit me differently. Almost as if, my feelings were shattered to pieces but why? Me and him are strictly friends. It was never anything more then that. I don't know what was wrong with me but the way I responded after he said that really threw me for a mf loop.

"The fuck you mean it ain't mean nun? Now I'm just like all these other bitches you be getting into?" I semi yelled, now and moving my hands around in his face.

"Say, Jayla I'm lettin you kno now..watch where you putting yo hands and lowa yo mf voice." He gritted, grabbing me by my neck. His heavy accent rang through my ears as I gasped in shock.

"Let me go Kentrell." I said sternly before yanking away from him.

He chuckled, glaring at me.

"yo lil ass betta calm down. ion have time for this extra shit you doin tonight. whatever yo issue is, it betta be fixed by tomar. you know my family cookout jump off." He brushed past me, grilling me before walking out my room slamming the door.

This nigga really put his hands on me...

Just a lil sum to get y'all back on track before the bigger update tomorrow. Excuse any mistakes.