Allen Flanigan

6.

Allen🥵: I can't compete with him. Yall got it.

I scrunched my face reading the text i got from Allen. What was he talking about? Compete with who? I texted him back but he never responded.

ME: Compete with who? What are you talking about?                   
Read 6:43am

ME: Allen.

ME: what are you talking about??

                                             Read 6:50am

He really starting to make me mad. I sat up against the headboard staring at my phone. Im not even the type to blow nobody shit up but why would you text me on that this early in he morning then not respond. I havent seen him since last night.

ME: you know im not the type to keep blowing you up, but you messaged me on some weird shit and now you cant respond. It's literally 6 something in the morning.

ME: what were you talking about?

He got me feeling like a crazy person. Im sitting here blowing his shit up and he ignoring it on purpose. I saw he finally started typing so i relaxedba little.

Allen🥵: lol dont let yo nigga catch you texting me this late.  He Petty.

My nigga? I scrunched my face seriously confused. He must got the wrong number or sum cause he the only nigga i been entertaining or was.

ME: What nigga Allen?

Allen🥵: im not about to play these games witchu. Like i said Yall got it. Ian tripping.

W-what? Yall? Somebody please pmo game. What tf could i have done in the past few hrs. Last I remember i let ole girl have em so what is he talking about. Its really pissing me off tho cause i dont know whats going on. I got up out the bed seeing sharife still sleep. He stirrred feeling me move.

"Where you going?" He groaned

"Shh. I'll be back. Go back to sleep" i told him because he needed all his rest.

I was about to go to the living room and confront Allen fucking Flanigan about what he was accusing me of. I didnt wanna cut the light on and wake everyone up so i shined the light from my homescreen scanning the room. I saw his lil girl friend but I didn't see him.

ME: Yall? Wtf. Where you at?

Of course he didnt respond. I went to his Instagram seeing if he posted anything about where he went off too. There wasnt any pictures so i checked his story. I read it and replied to it.

y/n
Allen you deadass rn
seen 6:55am

Broooooo what the fuck is this nigga doing to me? On god i shouldn't even be tripping like this. I deadass feel like shit right now. I went back to Sharife's room grabbing my toiletry bag. I brushed my teeth and washed my face because i knew for a fact i wasnt going back to sleep my nerves were too bad. I grabed my slides locking the door from the inside  then closing it behind me. I walked across the hall and banged on Allen's door loud as hell. I know he in there. I stood there trying to get my thoughts together and what i was gone say when he opened the door, but when i heard him unlocking it my mind went blank. He opened it slightly seeing who it was.