Chapter 13

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(A/N. I'm going to skip a month because I don't know what else to do... so they been dating for a month and a few weeks. I normally skip a lot of time because I don't know what else to write in that timeline , sorry... anyways)

Giovanni POV

1 month later...

"Why do you smoke?" Imani asked me with furrowed eyebrows.

"Because it calms me." I say nodding, "why don't you smoke?" I asked her.

"I don't really have a reason to, I guess. I tried once or twice with my cousin because she and her brother smoke. I didn't get high the first time and the second time, I think I did because I kept laughing and shit." She says laughing a little at the end.

"mmmm" I say.

Low j.cole playing in the background.

I look at her analyzing her while she's on her phone.

She's beautiful and all mine.

She looks up from her phone and I look at her licking the wrapper with my eyes low.

I smoked before she got here, and when she came I started to make my second blunt.

"You're a football player, right." She says.
"Yea, why?" I say grabbing my lighter.
"Because I thought football players aren't supposed to be doing drugs or smoking I guess?" She says titling her head a little.

"What my coach doesn't know... he doesn't know. And I would like to keep it that way." I say lighting the blunt.

After a few minutes of me smoking and finishing the blunt, I go up to Imani and kiss her forehead.

"You're so beautiful..." I say looking her in her eyes.

While she looks at my eyes then goes down to my lips.

Yea... you already know what happened after that.

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"GIOVANNI ROMANO... GET THIS WHORE OUT OF MY FUCKIN HOUSE!" My mother yelled from downstairs. I look at Imani.

"IM NOT A FUCKING WHORE YOU HAG"

She's putting her clothes on because she just got out of the shower after you know what.

After she puts on her shirt, we both go downstairs.

Walking to where I heard my mothers voice, which leads to the front door.

"BITCH WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Imani yelled at Emily.

"Sorry for my language." Imani says to my mother

"gio..." Emily says.

"What do you want." I say my tone cold.

"I want you" she says stepping a little closer.

"Move again and imma make sure you can't move at all." Imani says pointing her finger.

Emily rolls her eyes but stay where she is.

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