Closest friends

six.

After my morning shower, I had nothing planned for the rest of the week. After tye school heard about my 'breakdown', I was given the rest of the week off.

I wore a black over sized t-shirt tucked in my tight black leggings. Wrapped around me was my waist bag that hugged me comfortably.

I styled my hair in a fancy bun and went out to the mall. I wanted to get thick braids for some reason. I liked getting my hair braided. It was relaxing and relieved my head from the way my hair flys around.

The way there was a walk since the mall was like half a km away and I loved me a good walk. I reached the mall in no time and found the nicest looking salon.

I met some guy named Cane amd we hung out. He was a cool lightskinnd dude who loved shades. He was tall and broad but not as good as Luther. His curled messy hair was a shade of brown with a slight hiny of goldishness at the tips. He had light brown eyes and his lips were a little thinner than usual.

He told me alot about him. Where he grew up, his family and everything.

"Can I drive you home?" He asked as the sun was starting to set.

"Yea no problem." I said back.

We walked out the mall doors and  he led me to his car. The car was a black and white Range Rover with red leather seats. Sweet, he's rich.

"Nice ride." I patted the back.

"Thanks." He smiled. He unlocked the car and we got in. He started his car and we drove off.

"That's my house over there." I pointedat my house amd he nodded. We walked out and he leaned against his car.

"It was wonderful meeting you ,Desiree." He laughed.

"And you too, Cane." I mocked. He came closer to me and leaned in for a kiss when I backed away and cleared my throat.

"Not such a good idea Cane. I kinda have someone I may like." I shrieked my face.

"You don't sound too sure." He scoffed.

"Well maybe because I'm not."

"Until then..." he leaned in again.

"I can't Cane." I rejected him again. "I just don't see you in that way and we've known each other for a couple of hours." I said.

"You're right. Friends?" He stuck out his hand.

"Friends." I took his hand into a firm handshake.

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"Why're you so worked up over nothing?" I stood up and walked to my room as an angry Luther was following.

"The guy clearly liked you." He said. I rolled my eyes even though he couldn't see and opened the door to my room.

"Yea well i don't." I sat on the bed.

"And I'm sure he knows that." He said sarcastically.

"Luther... what's your issue into all of this? What's bothering you??" I asked.

"It's just..." he sighed. "I really care about you Desiree. And I don't want anything bad to happen to you." He held my arm.

"Luther I don't like the guy. I just think he's a wonderful person. So please just stop." I freed myself from his grip walked downstairs.

I could hear him sigh as I was rushing downstairs. I sat on the couch and Luther came into the room too.

"I'm leaving. I think my mom may need me." He opened the door and shut it before I could even say 'bye'.

Am I pushing him away? I mean he's got a reason to be 'worked up'. We kisses for crying out loud and I guess the kiss meant something to him... to me... to us.

What is happening between us? He never had a problem about what boy I go out with. He was always persuasive even though K didn't want to go.

I got up from the couch, grabbed my keys and walked out to Luther's. I knocked on the door and I heard a deep husky voice "Come in!"

I opened the door and sat on the uncomfortable kitchen stool. I wonder what he was doing. I decided to walk upstairs to his room.

"Luther, it's Desiree." I spoke from outside his room. He opened the door and I assume he just got out of the shower judging from his wet hair.

"What do you want?" He asked coldly. He's still mad.

"Uhm... I thought we could just... hang out?" I looked at the floor.

"I'm busy." He closed the door but I stopped with my foot.

"Move your foot!" He comanded. I opened the door wider and threw myself at him. I wrapped my  arms around his neck and looked straight into his eyes. He looked back into my eyes and bit his lip.

I looked at him seductively and pulled his head closer and closer until his lips were an inch away from mine. His back was bent down and I was a little on my tiptoe since he was taller tham me... haha.

I closed my eyes and seconds later I felt his moist lips on mine. I kissed him back so tenderly. He tasted so sweet. I felt his hands on my waist and I brought myself closer to him.

We broke away from the kiss and looked at each other again. His mouth was so swollen and I guess that's what my mouth looked like too.