𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐋🎠 | Travis Scott.

𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙮-𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩🎠

chapter forty eight:
TOO ATTACHED

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March 30th, 2017.
📍Houston, TX.
Kelsey

The sound of my phone ringing woke me up, making me let out a small and annoyed groan. I carefully removed Jacques' head from my stomach and took my phone in my hands, as I kissed his forehead.

He looked so cute when he was sleeping, with his braids being everywhere and his plumped lips being slightly parted, all I wanted to do was to squeeze his cheeks and kiss his addictive lips for hours.

I smiled to myself, thinking of how lucky I am to have a boyfriend like Jack, before walking out the room to call my dad back, ignoring the small pain between my legs.

"Hey, dad." I tried not to sound moody but in reality I was still sleepy.

"Hey, honey. I hope I didn't wake you up."

No, it's only nine am. "You didn't, don't worry. How are you? We haven't talked in two weeks." I asked and leaned against the door of Jacques' room.

"Pretty busy, you know, the usual. But how about you? How do you feel about turning twenty three?"

"Well, it's not too special, I never liked to do huge things and parties for my birthday, so it was just a regular day with my friends and mom at the Webster's." I answered and I heard my dad humming.

"Yeah, you always hated those. How are they? I actually talked to Jacques two days ago but never got the chance to speak with Wanda or junior." My dad asked.

"They're all doing good, dad."

"That's good, that's good. Anyways, happy belated birthday again, I'm so sorry I couldn't call you yesterday. I knew you would be with your mother and I thought I would ruin the mood if I called."

A frown appeared on my face, "Dad, stop, you wouldn't. There are no ill feelings from mom to you." I let him know and he said 'oh'.

"I'm glad to know that. Anyway, I hate holding you for long, hope you'll have a good day."

"Thank you, dad. You too."

"Bye, Kells."

"Byeee." I said and ended the call. I then let out a small sigh and walked back in Jack's room.

He was still sleeping, while hugging a pillow. Before I would hop on the bed, I took a pillow that was on the floor and placed it against the bed's frame, so when I would sit there my back wouldn't hurt.

I laid against it and Jacques turned around to my side and placed his head on my lap.

I played with his braids and smiled when I felt Jack planting kisses all over my exposed stomach. I was wearing my nike sports bra with my pajamas' bottoms.

"Good morning, baby." I said while massaging his scalp softly.

"Morning, bird." Jacques said in his raspy voice and removed his face from my stomach to kiss my cheek and neck.

"Who was it on the phone?" He asked and laid on top of me, with his head relaxing on my chest. Basically, I was holding him like a little baby.