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I was always a fan of Quincy , well i always admired hes looks , he's music has never got to me but he's voices did.
As the club was comming to a end , I and the girls walked out to our whip.

"Mariam !" someone shouted my name in the crowd , i turnt around to see that it was Quincy screaming down my name.

"Yeah" i stopped and turnt around

"Hey" he said trying to catch hes breath , "do you want a ride"

"I got a ride , thanks for asking" I said smiling
"O-oh okay" he smiled

"Mariam hurry up i aint got all day" Niyah yelled

"Sorry i have to go , see you around"

"No wait can we exchange numbers" he asked me quickly

"And if i dont give you my number" i raised my eyebrow

"I'll find you and bug you untill you give it to me" he laughed making me laugh

"Okay okay it is ************"

"Alright , well thank you" he said looking at the number.

"Alright"

"I'll call you" he yelled as i walked away

"w-wait i didnt give you my number"

"Call me" i smirked and got into the car.

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A little something lool , i didnt wanna play hard to get lool xx.

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