Aaliyah's Prelude |C.B|

thirteen

Aaliyah Brielle Na' Jai Harper
21 years old
Los Angeles, CA
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"Why tho? I didn't even wanna get the first tattoo, they painful as hell." I said as I trance the tattoos on his upper chest.

It was 9:30 at night and we'd been sleeping all day. Had some good ass sleep.

He smiled. "They didn't even hurt that much, and that little ass tattoo you got was doing you no pain, you're just dramatic." He said playing in my hair. "You'll get some more soon though." He said.

"I will?"

"Mhm, yo ass gon be tatted up for real." He smiled sitting up as I groaned. I was comfortable.

He got off the bed and went to put his clothes back on as I just watched him.

Not on no weird shit though, only because he was my only company and Lyssa left earlier. "Why you looking at me like that." Chris asked me throwing his shirt on.

"I'm not." I said turning to the other side of my bed.

"Wheres yo clothes?" He asked me as I mugged him.

"Why?"

He walked over to my closet and opened it. "Because you're coming to my place for a while, no need to fight me- shit you can't even walk." He laughed as I stuck my middle finger up at him.

"Shit I would but-."

"Your disgustinggg!" I groaned as he grinned.

"Wheres your panties." He smirked looking through my closet.

"Fuck you! Hand me my crutches and put my ankle brace on." I told him sternly pointing my finger at him.

He busted out laughing. "Mannn." He said walking back towards me to put my brace on.

"Do it before I change my mind." I threaten as he looked at me with a bored expression.

"Tch, all I gotta do is pick ya' ass up and well be bouta our way." He said as I frowned.

"And I'll call the police on you, doing something without my consent."

He shrugged his shoulders. "Wouldnt be the first time, remember when I used to wake you up eating yo puss-."

"CHRISS." I said frowning. "Stop it your embarrassing me."

"How long am I supposed to be staying at yours?" I asked him but he ignored me walking over to my dresser.

I mugged him. "Unt Unt don't go inside my- hey what are you doing?" I asked pouting.

"I'm getting you some clothes, might as well do it because you'll take forever." He said grabbing clothes out my drawer and throwing them onto the bed.

"Why do you have all these skimpy ass clothes?" He asked me holding up a crop top and a pair of jean shorts.

I rolled my eyes. "I like that outfit!" I said sitting up looking through the clothes he threw on the bed.