you my girl.

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"and this one" she grabbed another shirt

"ok i think that's all" she looked around in my closet

"are you sure"

"mmmm this one is cute" she grabbed another hoodie

"here take this one too" i hand her a spire shirt

she has a shirt of mine for every team i've ever been on. she's really been there

"cute, blue" she puts it in her suitcase

"will you be my girlfriend" i smiled and grabbed her hand

"stoppp" she pulled away

"pleaseeeee" i pull her into my chest

she pinched my back so i'd let her go

"you can never just relax" she fixed her hair

"i don't wanna relax, i wanna be with you again"

"we're talking" she looks at me

"you don't think it's weird, after everything we've been through together, we have to 'talk' again"

"i don't make the rules" she says

"bullshit, you absolutely do make the rules"

"yeah i know i do, but not for this" she opens my drawer and looks through my shorts

"ur not talkin to other niggas right?"

"no did i not tell you that already" she throws her hand in a circle

"then give me the new password"

"what are you talking about"

"give me your new snap password" i tell her

she changed it when we broke up, ik because i tried to log in

"that's for insecure little boys"

"then i'm an insecure lil boy, that's gonna have your snap password"

"i've never given you a reason not to trust me" she says

"ok well i'm not gonna go through all of this again if it's gonna end the same way. we both deserve better" i tell her

"what's that mean"

"it means that you need to stop playin, if you not serious speak up now. or give me the password" i hold my phone out

she looks at me, then grabs my phone

"ay ay, i wanna see it" she tried to type it in quickly

she was never a sneaky person

like we had each other's passwords for everything, we even had each other's instas as a second account

she let me answer all her snaps, open all her messages

it was how it should be now

"danny.10 no caps or spaces" she says out loud as she typed it in

"wow how creative"

"here" she hands the phone back to me.

"now whats yours"

"i never changed it"

"why" she asked confused

"because what did i have to worry about"

she shrugged her shoulders and agreed