𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘

CLOSE FRIENDS

"We started off as close friends, and then you turned into my girlfriend." J sung horribly in my ear.

"Bro move i'm tryna finish this assignment." I frowned, struggling to think what I should type for my conclusion.

"We used to tell each other everything, I even went and bought a diamond ringgg!"

"None of that shit you singing is true, i'm not ya damn girlfriend and yo broke ass never bought me a diamond ring, shut the fuck up!" He moved away from me with a mug on his face.

"Okay cause you sounding like you got a stick up ya ass." He rolled his neck, rolling his eyes playfully.

I shook my head and continued brain storming.

"What you need help on?"

"A conclusion. I don't know how to end it." I frustratedly sighed.

He grabbed my MacBook and scanned over the three-paged essay.

He started typing and within a minute, he was done.

"There you go, NOW SING WITH ME."

I read what he typed and it was perfect.

"Omg thank you thank you thank youuuu!" I got up from my bed jumping into his arms.

"Whateverrrr, so you going to hair school?" He asked after I let go.

"Yes, i'm going to cosmetology school. I figured out doing hair is what I wanna do after high school. Then i'm gonna get a shop, hair line, even edge control and bonnets." I smiled.

I've always been amazing at doing hair, even before Aunt Lele gave me tips and tricks. Practicing on my mom's wigs she would have in her room, always going to Aunt Lele's shop, it's my passion and it's something that always made me happy.

I looked up to see J smirking lowly, eyes glued to mine and his bottom lip latched between his perfect teeth.

"What?"

"You look fine as hell talking about what you passionate about. I'm proud of you for real." He smiled.

"Proud of what? I haven't even did anything." I chuckled sitting back down on my bed.

"Yes you have. You went from being broken and numb, to smiling and showing your skin. Being more talkative to people, hell even participating in class. Ya skin glowing, you just look good as hell."

I guess he was right.. I don't even hear the voices in my head anymore.

"aht aht bitch we still here!"

"girl stfu and let her be happy."

"how bout you shut the fuck up SAMANTHA-"

He stepped closer, which made me have no choice but to look up at him.

"I like the way you sound so passionate talking about ya pro-black things, singing and rapping the music that plays in my car while ya hair flowing from the wind, and I like the way you still get so nervous when i'm inches away." He stated, softly grabbing my chin with his index finger to make me look up since I broke eye contact.

"Do I still make you nervous love?" He whispered, his minty breath fanning my face.

"don't een say nun cuh, he tryna make yo ass weak"

"hell she already weak"

My breathing got heavy, and I started staring at his lips.

"I'll take that as a yes." He smirked backing away.

Before he got too far from my reach, I grabbed him by his shirt and kissed him.

He was surprised at first but quickly kissed back, placing one of his hands on the back of my neck.

I fell back on the bed and he naturally fell with me, both of his hands now on each side of me to hold his weight up.

"ouu gir, atari growing up.. OH LAWD SHE GROWING UP ON US!"

"c'mon cuh stop being dramatic"

"how her shy ass do that, she must be feeling bold today"

His lips felt so soft, like pillows.

i knew they would feel good against mine

Then I remembered, this is supposed to be my best friend.

I pulled away and got from under him, catching my breath.

"What's wrong? Did I do something?" He asked nervously, still sitting on the bed.

"N-no.. We're supposed to be best friends."

He sighed and nodded, standing up and walking where I was.

"Stop looking like you about to have a heart-attack." He laughed.

"This can never and I mean EVER happen again. Got it?"

"You the one who kissed me??"

"Yeah- cause you tried to belittle me." I frowned.

"Aweee you don't like being submissive?" He poked his bottom lip out.

"No. Not that it's even your business- look that was a mistake that I won't make again."

"Pshh, you know you loved that shit." He rolled his eyes.

sure did

I sighed and walked out of my room to get a drink of water.

He followed me until I was downstairs and in the kitchen.

"Why we don't ever go to the other parts of this fat ass mansion?"

"Cause I don't feel like walking." I responded dry.

"Wassup with you?"

I ignored him opening the bottle of water and taking a sip, back towards him.

i literally embarrassed myself, like what the actual FUCK was i thinking

"Bruh fuck you gotta attitude for yo?!" I could tell he was getting frustrated with me.

he probably thinks i'm weird asf. the fact that it was my first kiss too-

My self-shame session was interrupted by J grabbing my shoulder firmly, turning me around.

"Atari talk to me and stop ignoring me. You know I hate that shit."

"I feel weirded out that I randomly kissed you like that, i'm sorry I didn't ask you first- you probably think i'm weird now— Tari shut up. I don't think you're weird for kissing me randomly." He cut me off chuckling.

"Don't feel weirded out either, I mean I wouldn't blame you. I'm sexy as hell." He shrugged and I mugged him which made him laugh.

"But no seriously, don't think too much about it. That must've been your first kiss huh?"

"Yea." I mumbled.

"I'm honored to be your first kiss." He smiled.

I rolled my eyes and sat on the counter.

"You kiss good for a person that's never kissed before. Needs more action but other than that you ate." He nodded and I laughed.

"I know I ate, devoured even." I stuck my tongue out.

We busted out into laughter at my stupid response.

"C'mon, let's go for a car ride." He helped me down off of the counter.

"Let me drive this time."

"Ummmm I think the fuck not?" He frowned.

"Mmcht- fuck you and that car." I mumbled walking to the door.

"Watch your language Atari Jermaine-Bartholomew Mitchell!"

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filler chapter😋

im tryna figure out when this book should endddd idkkkk

anyways, excuse any mistakes.

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