BELIEVE {BxB}

TWO

Maurice

August 24th, 2020
5 days before the incident

My tongue swipes over my bottom lip to get them moist after feeling them get dry. I couldn't take my eyes off Angel as he talked on FaceTime with his girl, Diana or is it Destiny? Shit, I don't know, neither do I care. All I just know is that he met her at our high school and was tryna keep up a long distance relationship with her. She still lived in Atlanta while he part ways to go to school with me.

I already knew the shit wasn't going to work. But who am I to tell him that though?

Did I forget to say that I'm bi? Yeah, I roll both ways. I can like both dick and pussy, ain't nothing wrong with liking both.

Although, I really didn't start to find out about my sexuality until I was in middle school. The person who turned me out was... You guessed it- Angel. I mean, just look at him. He's fine for no reason. But I know he isn't into no guys so I can shut that down. There is still nothing wrong with wanting to stare at him any chance I get though.

"You steady playing. I'm for real about to hang up on your ass," I hear him chuckle at her.

He laid on his belly with his shirt off while propping the phone up. I occasionally glanced over at him, acting like I was scrolling through my phone.

"Stop being annoying... No you stop."

Having enough of hearing their conversation, I loudly grabbed my bag of chips and opened it. I shook the bag around, digging my hands in it to make some noise on purpose. Angel tried to talk over my loud crunching until he couldn't anymore and looked at me with a flat face. "Bro."

I smiled and gave him a playful wink.

"Could you be any louder, Maurice? You see I'm over here talking to my girl."

Fuck her.

"Tell her I said wassup," I said, unbothered.

He shook his head at me and went to go back to talking to her on the phone. I still continued to obnoxiously crunch on my chips until he decided that he was going to call her back later.

"Why you over there being loud?"

"Because you been talking to her all night and almost all day," I damn near pouted.

I wanted his attention.

"Quit sounding like a big ass baby. I'm here," he chuckled. "What you wanna do then, nigga?"

I could suck your dick.

"Go out," I simply answered, casually erasing the negative thought from out of my head.

"Go out where? We barely know where everything is, stupid," he laughs.

"Nigga, it's 2020. We got gps to everywhere now. I'm tryna see what new shoes I'm gonna get."

Angel lifts his body from off his bed. I tensed up liking the way how his toned abs are showing. Damn, this nigga is about sexy as hell.

"You got a whole closet full of shoes. You can open up your own Footlocker with all them J's, Nikes, and crocs you got."

"Fuck you, I don't got that much damn shoes na'." Okay, maybe I do got too many. I can't help it that I'm a sneaker-head.

Angel gives me a look saying that he doesn't believe me but got up from off of his bed to throw on a random shirt that was on the floor, not caring if it's mine or his.