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"your food is ready" i yelled to Zahari who was in the living room.
it's now been about 3 months since I've met him and we've actually gotten close. i decided to give him a chance and he's actually cool.
(i decided to skip some time)
he walked downstairs and sat at the table, eating his food.
i sat down and ate with him.
"damn this food good" he said, stuffing his face.
"duhhh, i cooked it"
after we ate our food we decided to go upstairs and take a nap.
"NO CUDDLING" i said as he looked at me with a slight mug on his face.
"whatever"
i laid facing towards him as we both let sleep take over our bodies.
...
i woke up to the sound of a phone going off nonstop. i looked over and saw it was Zahirs phone.
i really didn't wanna do this but i had to. i reached over him and grabbed his phone, putting the phone towards his face to use face ID.
the phone unlocked and i went to his notifications to see who was blowing up his phone.
it was someone with the contact name "wifey❤️".
i opened the messages and it read.
wifey❤️
TODAY 3:15pm
bae
i miss youuuuu
bae???
wya
come see me
baeeeeeeee........
why are you ignoring me?
you better not be with another bitch
zahari mfn jackson
answer this fuckin phone
im pregnant
im jp bae wya fr
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love drought
Teen Fiction"You, you, you, you and me could stop this love drought."-Beyoncé
