𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢 𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐚

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it was a normal saturday morning, yasmin was getting ready to do her morning routine when she got a call from someone.

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she rolled her eyes and answered it, seeing him with a hood and some basketball shorts, his hair in its usual bun.

"hey bestie." he dragged out, doing a pose that made her laugh.

"you sassy bitch, what?" he smacked his lips at her comment, seeing her do her morning routine.

"now i can't call you, you is wrong." she shrugged, washing her face with the cetaphil cleaner, rinsing it off with water.

when she lifted her head up, she saw not to staring at his screen, assuming it was her.

"are you staring at me or sum else?" he smiled and rocked side to side a little.

"nah you fine as fuck for real." she sighed and patted her face down, grabbing her cera ve lotion to finish her face, so it wouldn't be rough.

"notti stop playing, you still got so many hoes bro." he shook his head and grabbed his toothbrush, putting toothpaste on the bristles.

"and? you can be another." she dead panned him, shaking her head at his actions.

notti was a known player, everyone in sugarhill knew that. he was always with a girl, sometimes with the same one like eva or tamara. but for some reason he was always telling yasmin how fine she was, how her body was amazing, how he wanted stop wife her and other shit.

yasmin don't play that hoe shit, she immediately told him the second he started this that she wanted to be with someone that was really gonna commit to the relationship, not someone who complimented her form time to time.

he tried doing it but he always came back his his ways, and yasmin could tell that it was never gonna work so she stopped putting hope on him.

exhibit a.

"see this is why im not getting with you. you can't take this conversation serious." she hung up and grabbed her toothbrush, finishing her routine.

"hey!" she heard a voice call out to her, turning seeing notti running towards her

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"hey!" she heard a voice call out to her, turning seeing notti running towards her.

it's been a minute since they had the conversation, and yasmin wasn't ignoring him. just avoiding all the places he would have been at.

"what ethan?" she groaned, already having an idea on why he was by her right at the moment.

"so you telling me i can't hang with you? alright it's because im black," he joked, turning around in the opposite direction, yasmine turning him around.

"what is it ethan?" she spoke more softly, notti turning his head slightly so she wouldn't see him blush.

"uh, i wanted to come tell you that i wanna have that talk now." she nodded, redirecting them towards the library, so no one heard their business.

"alright talk," he sighed and rubbed his hands on his hair, which had a hood over it.

"im ready to commit to us."she nodded for him to go.

"i know you probably don't care but i really like you. like really." she laughed and shrugged.

"and you honestly the only person who i can really be calm around, i don't always gotta make you laugh for you to be smiling at me." she outed her lip out, his words touching her soul.

"aw, notti. that was sweet. are you sure your gonna commit though? because you know ill drop you in a second." he laughed and shook his head yes.

"yeah im sure." she smiled and hugged him, he reciprocating the actions.

"that's great. now let's get to lunch, me hungry." he laughed and grabbed her hand, walking down the hallway with her, making their way to the lunch room.

















𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭: 𝐢 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞. 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲'𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞, 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐚𝐬?
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