I turned to face Davian. "I think she's right," I said as the tears flowed. He pulled me to him and embraced me in a hug.
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"She'll come around. She's just hurting," he affirmed. We stood there for a few minutes. We parted and I made my way to my room to shower. "So is this where I'll be sleeping?" I heard Davian shout as I dried off. "You can or the couch is definitely free," I shouted. I pulled on a black oversized t-shirt and a black biker shorts.
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I stepped from the bathroom and Davian looked up at me. "Isn't that my shirt?" He asked. "What? No," I said looking down at it. "Really?" He said as he stood to face me. I smiled. "Yes," I said as I stepped back. He ran after me and I ran screaming. He tackled me into the bed. We fell laughing. "Babe," I heard Omar's voice say. Davian and I looked up to see Omar standing at my room door. Over the past week Omar and I have been dating and pretty much now together. "Hey," I said as Davian and I got off the bed. "You remember Davian." Davian reached out to shake his hand. "Yeah," Omar said just looking at it then to me. I looked at him then to Davian. "Nice seeing you again," Davian said then walked from the room. "What's up?" I said as he kept looking at me. "That," he said as he pointed in the direction Davian went. "He's my best friend. He's here to see Sharon and I," I said. "So where is she?" He said walking up to me. "She left with her boyfriend," I answered. "Really," he said. "Are you doubting me?" I asked. He cupped my neck and kissed me.
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