𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮

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Teyana "Teetee" Ariel Maddox...

I woke up suddenly, to the sound of my phone ringing.

"Ugh" I groaned and tried to roll over to reach for my phone, but was tied down to the heavy weight on top of me.

"Mekhi...MEKHI!" I whisper-yelled, trying to get his attention.

"hm..." He groaned, and tightened his grips around my waist.

"Can you please pass me my phone? Hurry, somebody's calling me!"

"mmcht," He sucked his teeth before passing me my phone, clearly annoyed.

The phone screen read, "Best friend<3".

I answered, and quickly turned the phone down, because I knew how loud she was.

"TEYANA!" My best friend, Haven, yelled into the phone.

"Yes, Haven?" I whispered, trying not to fully awake Mekhi.

"Where the hell you at...we been waiting on you, girl!"

"Waiting for...?" I questioned.

"You said you was coming over here to chill with us, girl duh." She hissed, with a scrunched-up face.

"Shiiit," I sighed as I went to check the time and realized it was now 8:37 PM.

"Okay, yeah my bad...I'm about to come." I said, right before hanging up.

I let out a deep breath and gathered my thoughts, before getting up.

Mekhi was still wrapped around me, and we were both half naked. We didn't do anything, though.

Me and Mekhi have been on and off dating for 4 years now. It started off as some kiddo relationship. Now, I'm 19 and he's 22, so we're older and more mature now, of course.

We aren't together right now, though. We broke up roughly 2 months ago. We're still attached to each other though, we just don't do anything sexual or relationship, type shit. 

We can still hang out though...right?

When we broke up, we both agreed to not getting jealous if they other person found somebody else. I don't know how that'll go, but hopefully well.

My dad can't stand him, and hasn't liked him since I first broke the news. He sees Mekhi as a parent-less juvenile. He only knows Mekhi as a street thug, and terrible influence, just like everyone else. But, it's not like that for me. He's always had a soft spot for me, despite his terrible trust and anger issues, he's never REALLY hurt me.

His trust issues came from when his mother and father walked out of his life at a young age, leaving him with this Granny. I promised to never leave him like that, and I won't. Ever.

I ran my hands across his waves, before lifting his head so he could look at me.

"You coming?" I asked, make eye contact with his lips the whole time.

"Right now..?" He spoke in a low raspy tone, "Stop looking at my lips, weirdo."

"Yes right now, and I can look if I want." I said sternly, before getting up from under him and slipping on some clothes.

I put on tights, one of Mekhi's hoodies, and some slides. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and splashed some water on my face, before walking back into the room to see Mekhi sitting on the edge of my bed, looking down at his phone.

"Come on," I spoke in a low tone, grabbing my keys and purse off of the dresser.

He followed right behind me, grabbing his things off of the dresser as well, and slipping them into his pocket.