Loving Me

Hameed

I was waiting in line bouta get me something to eat after being on the grind all day when I felt someone bumps into me and spill their food all over me. When i looked down I was pissed to see a big ass stain on my WHITE armani exchange shirt ! I mean damn cant people watch where they going. When i finally looked up I saw one of the sexxiest women ever. She had a look of pure horror like she thought I was gonna just start spazzing on her. She was stuttering out an apology while looking at my shirt, I kept telling her it was ohkay and that it was an accident. But she just kept passing out her apologies when I finally grabbed her wrist making her look up at me. When our eyes locked We both just paused.

I guess she realized we was just staring at each other like fools because a faint blush was on her cheeks as she said "Hi I'm London".

I had to get myself together cause baby girl was fine. Once I cleared my throat I gave her my sexy smile "Wassup London, I'm Hameed" She smiled and said " well since I ruined ya shirt how bout I buy you a new one". I couldn't let her do that so instead I said "how about me and you go out to dinner?". She gave me a little smirk that made me notice she had some deep ass dimples. "who said I dont have a man?" I looked at her and smirked too " ma if you do, tell that niggaa to watch out cause he got some competition and I dont like to lose." She started to laugh and said " well aren't you cocky?" I just smiled, then she said "sorry but your not my type, but i'll still buy you a new shirt." I looked at her like she was dumb I was tryna get to know her and she worrying about a stupid shirt. "Ma I don't care about this shirt, I wanna know how I'm not ya type" she gave me a seriuos look and said '' I like my man to have a real job, not hustling on the corners selling drugs to the community". When she said that I got mad and a little offended because a nigga aint selling drugs, I own nine mechanic shops that were past down to me from my grand-father to my father and finally to me and I plan to give it to my son when I do have one. "Ma you can't even go there with me, didn't ya mother ever tell you not to judge a book by its cover? Cause I damn sure dont sell drugs. I own a mechanic shop." Once I said that she look so embarrassed. I smirked once again "Now am I ya type ma?". She looked down at her feet, then back at me nd said "look I wasn't tryna be rude or judge you but with most men out here doing that, that I gotta make sure." After she said that she gave me a big smile making me feel like I wanted to kiss her. Instead I replied "Yeah Yeahh yeahh , since you hurt a nigga feelings how about you let me take you out to dinner?" she started to laugh "I'm dead serious, why you tryna play me ma?" she stopped laughing then said "how about I give you my number and we get together next weekend?" I started to smile hard as fuck "thats cool with me".After exchanging numbers I walked her to her car then I was on my way home stil in this dirty ass shirt.

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Chrissy (Jim Jones Girl Friend) Is London, I was trying to put a picture but I dont know how to upload sorry.

Comment Please! Am I doing good or should I stop ?