Sensitive -dd osama

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David Reyes , his house blah blah blah

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Me and Ivy were chilling in my room watching Netflix. Finally , sometimes she make me feel insane.

To get back at her I posted that video of her. She hasn't saw it yet but I'm scared for my life. And just as I was thinking that she unlocked her phone. She was laying between my legs so I could see her phone. Then she went on Instagram and her finger hovered over my story. "Ivy get off the phone watch the movie" I said before she could click my story.

"David who do you think you talking to" she chuckled. "Chill" I said then she clicked on my story. First thing she saw was the thriller we made to my new song then she tapped her screen and saw the video. It had a message written on it that said " smoking wit her is the best".

She slowly but surly looked up at me. "This movie is really good" I tried to play it off. " what some popcorn I'll go get us some popcorn" I said getting up from the bed making her head plop on the bed. "David Reyes" she said as I was about to walk out the room "love you" I said before I ran to the kitchen I heard her chasin me.

She was to slow probably because of her short legs. "Delete it" she tried to catch me but I was juking her. "Oh heyy your back" my mom walked in the door. " hi" Ivy stoped running her voice going low. "David what did you do" my mom crossed her arms. "Nothing ma" I said grabbing the popcorn why she all up in my business?

"Well what's your name" my mom asked Ivy as she sat on a stool. "Ivy" Ivy said her leg starting to shake again. "That's a really pretty name you know most girls he brings over have them ghettoist names ever" mom laughed.

Ivy didn't seem to find that to funny I could tell but her face but she was pasting on a smile. "So uh are you spending the night" my mom raised her eyebrow. "Uh idk yet" Ivy stuttered i haven't really seen her like this before she was always so confident

"Please stay" I said taking the popcorn out the microwave. "I guess" she smiled  , she already had plenty of clothes here since we have been talking for a while and she came over often.

I wrapped my arm around Ivy feeling her body tense for a second. Then she felt at ease we started walking back to my room "have fun! Not to much fun tho" my mom shouted . Ivy sat  on the bed then she got a FaceTime call.  "Who's that" I asked getting in the bed bed next to her. "It's yazzy I've been ignoring her calls" she sat up and finally answered.

"Omg you scared me half to death where the fuck have you been! I went by your house and all the lights were off for 3 days!" Yazzy said freaking out. My eyes widen at how the girl talked to fast. "Okay first stop screaming" Ivy said laying on her side then I started cuddling her. She was little spoon or However you say that shit.

"Who is that" yazzy said taking a FaceTime photo. "Yazzy stop it your being weird, I was upset and didn't feel like talking to anyone" she said now sounding annoyed.

And I was to cause why the fuck if she taking pictures of me weirdo. "I'm just gonna call you back" Ivy hung up. I started leaving small pecks on her face to calm her calm. "Yo breath stank" she scrunched her face up "woww" I said as she got up. "Where you going" I asked as she laughed "bathroom" she closed the bathroom door.

Her phone started going the fuck off. When I opened it since I know her password since I'm always behind her. (No sexual shit)

It was a contact that said "best bitch😐♥️"
Her phone was blowing up. So basically yazzy thought Ivy died uhh that's a stretch she was still active on Instagram.

I just put the messages on silent then I went down to see more messages and it was clean. Then I went to insta and she had like 1000000 dm request. I opened it and it was a bunch of niggas tryna get at her. I texted one back telling them I her nigga only because jealousy got the best of me.

She then walked out the bathroom and saw me on her phone and threw it on the other side of the bed. Tryna play it off "boy you are not slick" she picked her phone up unlocking it. I'm amusing she saw the message because she looked at me and started laughing.

Then she sat on the bed and finshed her water. "Ivy" I said making her give me her undivided attention "soo like Ian tryna be a cornball or nothing but you tryna be my girl?" I asked her playing wit my fingers.

I don't care what you say , real niggas get nervous to! "Yea" she chuckled and for the rest of night we watched movies. She picked first and she picked the lamest movie ever it's called the fallout. "What would you do if that happened to me" she said as the girls were in a active shootout. "What the hell is you talking about" I laughed.