New Boy || Youngboy

25

Summer

"You ever gon come back to school?" Zaidden asked me over facetime. 

"Why so I have to beat some bitches ass and kill my baby?" I asked.

"Mch, you act lIke we not ttg fa you and anything bout you." He said.

"We don't een claim the same." I laughed.

"That aint een what I meant. But I yk miss you." He said.

"Awe my lil poofy thug." I said, poking out my bottom lip.

"Aye you ain't called me that shit in years." He cheesed.

"I forgot about it." I said. "Anyways, when you leave outta school pull up on me." 

"Dessa bet." He said.

"I Luh you lil boa." I said.

"Mch I Luh you too." He said and hung up.

"Who you tellin I Luh you too now?" Kentrell asked.

"We not goin threw this, but it was Zaidden." I said, laying down on me.

"Guh you getting heavy." He said.

"Well no shit nigga, you put a baby in me." I said and he smacked his lips, smirking.

"I'ma do it again too, you shit good fa a hoe." He said making me laugh. "You the only female I know that dnot get offended when called a hoe or sum shit."

"Why would it hurt me, i know I am." I said, shrugging.

"You moving to much on my dick bae." He said

"My bad." I said. "Whose Nene?" 

"Huh?" He asked.

I took my hand and traced the word 'Nene' below his left eye.

"She a guh I use to rock wit." He said blandly.

"You not ova her is you?" I asked.

"We had that kinda love that you don't easiler get passed. Ion think I'll eva be ova her completely. No matter how many hoes I be wit, no compare to her." He said.

I can't be mad, that's the same wit me and Trevon.

"You mad?" He asked and I shook my head.

"Naw, its the same wit me and Trevon. I understand." I said.

"When's yo next appointment?" He asked.

"Ben gon take me onna third." I said.

"Why Ben?" He asked

"Cuh he wants to." I shrugged. "You hungry?" 

"No, you?" 

"I jus wanna Kool aide pickle, I got em downstairs." I said.

"You promise me there ain't shit goin on between you and Ben?" He asked.

"I dont want Blackie Chan, I promise. He may be cute or whatever but ion want that nigga, on lil kay." I said.

"Ight." He said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Ion know, I'm self consious, I be nervous about females." He said.

"I aint tryna make you fight no battles you already been threw. I'm for you if you for me." I said.

"And I am." He smiled, then kissed me. "Now go get me a kool-aide pickle." 

"Nigga you lucky I love you, I mean, what, yea, I'ma go." I said.

"Why you always get so awkward after you use those words?" He asked.

"You can't get hurt if you don't love, they can't hurt you if they don't know how you feel." I shrugged and went downstairs, got our pickles, then went back upstairs.

"Come hea ma." He said, so I did and he pulled me into his lap. "I ain't finna hurt you. I feel this way about you that I can't explain nor describe, ion really know what love is, but ya know from them movies and shii, I'm pretty sure that's how I feel boutchu." 

"And you got herpes." I said.

"Where'd that come from?" He asked, scrunching his face .

"Bc my results came back and the transmittion came from you." I shrugged.

"It's not supposed to be contagious tho." 

"I'm not mad Kentrell." I said and he let out a breath. "But you still shoulda told me."

"I know. I'm tryna do this right." He said. "Why'd you get checked?"

"I always get checked, especially if I feel like it's not gon get serious" 

"You my boo, you my slime, you my erythang, you my bitch foreva don't need no wedding ring." He said, quoting melly.

"I know." I smiled.

We chilled the rest of the night.

How y'all feel about How I Been?

He looked so happy onna call wit Ben!

Anyone see any videos from his concert and see how uncomfortable Jazz looks, and how she goes from the front of the stage wit him, to the back wit Montana?

Anyway Luh yall.