Friday, After School:4:58
Malik's house.
I genuinely tried to write angst, but I am completely ass at writing angst so pls don't judge me if it bad.
"Why do you not wanna hang out with Debbie or Cam, or Lillian if you're feeling generous." Mateo said.
"I'm bored and thought you'd be down."
"Bro, we can't sleep within our group." Mateo was taken back by his words.
"What? Wasn't talking about a hookup?" Malik said when we went over a bump, his voice went up a bit it was funny.
Mateo's jaw was on the floor atp. "Why do you drive like that?"
"Because I jus do"
"You drive like the hunchback of Notre Dame."
"Get ya damn shoes of the dash!"
"Shut the fuck up! You know you love my fire red retros" Mateo slouched down even more to put more of his legs on the dash.
-at Malik's house-
"Where's your stash room?" Mateo asked.
"No drugs! Debbie isn't here!" Malik went up to his bedroom.
"She doesn't have to know!"
"I'ma play some music" Malik started walking back down the stairs.
"You should play that song where it's like "Colt 45' and 2 ZigZags, baby that's all we need, we can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumble weed" you know that song?" Mateo asked.
"Yea it's called Crazy Rap." Malik said, but it sounded like there was no emotion behind it
"Put it on! We don't have all weekend!" Mateo shouted with excitement.
"I am! Gosh." He turned it on and it played on every speaker in the house.
"What is your problem?" Mateo asked.
"Fuck you mean? All I said wa' "i am, gosh" I don't have a goddamn problem."
"What. The. HELL!" Mateo slightly yelled. "What the Fuck! Is with your attitude?"
"Oh. My. Fucking. God." Malik said under his breath. "I don't have a fucking attitude! You just always wanna cause fucking drama!"
"I always wanna to cause drama?!" Mateo shouted "I don't think you understand who you're talking to!"
"I understand everything!" Malik shouted back. "You always wanna fucking argue with someone! You love to argue and scream wit sombody!"
"Don't start with me. Don't start."
"Don't start with you?! You started this argument!"
"DON'T! BE! A! FUCKING! IDIOT!"
"Mateo." Malik tried to hide the fact that he's mad. "One more Fucking word out of your Goddamn mouth, I'm gonna backhand you."
"Backhand me. Right. Now. I. FUCKING. Dare you."
"Aye, mane, no black on mexican violence." Big T came down stairs.
"Dad wha-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP! CAN'T YOU SEE IM TRYING TO TALK TO MALIK!"
"Calm down. This isn't a situation you wanna be in." Big T flashed his piece.
Malik was frozen just like Mateo. They all just stood in silence, but it was still so loud.
"Anyways, turn this shit off and get out my house Rodriguez."
All in all, Malik and Mateo always get interrupted.
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Curls and Dreads (Slowburn BxB)
General FictionYaoi (boyxboy) has alot of racial issues also ∆everyone in this story is in highschool∆ Mateo Rodriguez, a Junior in highschool, who has no idea what the fuck to do about his crush on his best friend, Malik Thompson. Mateo has struggled with a what...
