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He went in the gas station and I was just minding my business on my phone. He had left his phone and it kept ringing.
The person called like 4 times before he got back in the car.
"Here." He handed me my snacks and pulled off.
"Thank you, somebody was calling you." I said and his phone rung again and he declined it and I looked at the number again.
"Answer it." I shrugged.
"They probably got the wrong number." He said
He then got text message notifications from the same number, and the number wasn't even saved. I took a quick glance before he cut off his phone thinking I didn't see it and the text message said You left something.
"Seem like it's somebody that knows you, I don't think a person with the wrong number would do all that." I said and I went to my notes on the phone and typed the number in from memory.
"It ain't nobody." He stopped at the red light and put his phone on silent. While he wasn't looking I typed the number in on cashapp to see who it was.
I stopped myself from going through with it cause I think I was going to deep into it. It's probably nothing and I'm just reaching.
"What's wrong wit' you?" He looked at me.
"Nothing." I shrugged.
He lyin check the phone number.
I typed in the number on cashapp like I was making a request or something and to my surprise Kayla name had showed.
"I thought you said you don't give nobody else your attention." I said.
"I don't." He said dryly.
"You making me miss my ex right now." I mumbled.
"How?Fuck you talking about?" He looked at me.
"Because obliviously somebody want your attention, then you Lyin' like you don't know who it is." I said. "Why you lyin', I don't like that." I said.
I hate it when people lie to me, especially about something simple. If I ask you something just say what's going on cause nine times out of ten I already know I'm just waiting on you to confirm it.
"So who was blowin' up yo' phone then?" He asked.
"You can look in my phone I don't have shit to hide." I shrugged.
"I don't either." He said.
"Fuck you, that's why I'm not your girlfriend." I mumbled.
"That's why I'm not yo' boyfriend." He shrugged.
"Bitch." I said.
"Hoe." He said and I hit him before he started to laugh.
"Don't call me a hoe that shit ain't finna funny." I said.
