gianna nicole taylor'
home, gianna's bedroom
friday, august 17th 6:35am"here in this dimensionnnnn, you and i are meant tooooo beeee." i sang loudly as i washed the remaining soap off my body. i've been think about ethan ever since i woke up and this song just settin the mood even more for me bro.
i was in a good ass mood and it's all because of ethan. i've been replaying our face time call in my head all night until i feel asleep. just smiling like. crazy in my pillow. i don't knowww like his whole existence makes me genuinely happy and i only talked to this nigga fr TWICE. fuck is he doin to me.
"alexa stoppp" i strained out before i turned off the shower and quickly opened the curtains because i was deadass about to drop. it was madd fucking hot in there.
i walked out the bathroom still thinking about wether i should fw notti before i realized my room door was open, and i know i ain't leave that shit open. i rolled my eyes and wrapped my towel tighter. it's the same shit every 2 days.
"MALACHIII" i groaned banging on my twin brothers room door. this nigga was always going in my room tryna wear my fucking shoes, and not putting them the fuck back. then his stank ass gets mad when i'm tryna wear his sweaters and hoodies.
"FUCK YOU YELLIN MY NAME FOR?" he yelled back and even has the audacity to bang back at me on the other side of his door. this nigga rude asab. i was born 12 seconds before his dumbass and he stay acting like we on the same level, mmcht.
"WHY YOUR NOSY ASS WAS IN MY ROOM NIGGA?" i yelled again banging 2x harder then he did cs if this was a competition, ima win that shitt.
"CS I TOOK YOUR JORDAN 1s DAMN. STOP BANGING ON MY DOOR" ohhh so this nigga was tryna bang harder than me?
i folded my towel in so it was tucked in real good before raising my two hands and slamming it hard asf against his door with every word i said.
"BETTER. BRING. MY. SHIT. BACK." i heard shuffling on the other end be and that's when i ran to my room locking my door behind me laughing. he was js yellin and hollerin a bitch banging hard asf back on my door.
"BANG MY FUCKIN DOOR LIKE AGAIN GIANNA IMA SLAP TF OUTTA YOU WORD TA BRO NIGGA" he spat before walking back to his room. not his ass tryna act like i'm not letting him wear MY shit right now..ungrateful ass.
i dried off my body then moisturized with my jergens lotion mixed with some vaseline body oil. after i sprayed my champagne toast perfume on my neck, chest, and wrists.
*BRINGG*
i picked up my phone to see the notification and noticed i has 5 unopened messages from ethan.
—————- ethannn🥷🏾🫶🏽—————
ethannn🥷🏾🫶🏽
buenos díasss mi hermoso bebé
"my wifee 🫂" hearted a messageethannn 🥷🏾🫶🏽
how you sleep baby?ethannn🥷🏾🫶🏽
im missin you so bad againn i could barely sleep last nighttt
"my wifee 🫂" laughed at a messageethannn🥷🏾🫶🏽
come to school early niggas tryna see ya fine assethannn🥷🏾🫶🏽
answer mee gigiii[ yooo when i tell you my heart started fucking jumping bro. he's soooo cuteeeeee i can't. i don't really be fuckin wit niggas and i've never had a boyfriend so i never experienced texts like this from a guy. it being ethan just made it so much better bc it lets me know he actually cares about meeee. i smiled hard asf and started replying right away. ]
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# 𝓘 𝓦𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝓗𝐄𝐑, 𝓑𝐀𝐃 - 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑖 𝑜𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑎 !
Romance@ʀᴜʙʏᴅᴀꜱʟᴇᴇᴠᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴍᴡᴀʜ . ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ - gianna taylor, a girl from sugarhill, falls inlove wit a upcoming drill rapper. 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗼𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗮 𝗳𝗶𝗰. [ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴ , ɪᴛ'ꜱ ɢᴏɴ ɢᴇᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴀ . ]