I Wanna Be

Chapter 5 ❤️

Zaire
"Zaire, I'm scared can we go to another one?" Alisha whined as we sat in Poltergeist.

"No, you chose it so we're staying." I really just wanted to stay in here so that I could hold her in the scary parts and be all protective and shit. Girls like that right?

"Please, please, please?" She kept repeating.

"Fine, let's movie hop. My choice this time though." I said as we stood and walked out of the theater.

ALISHA

"Man, I can't believe you had me in there watching some damn SpongeBob. All them lil bad ass kids in there!" Za complained as we walked to the car holding hands.

After begging again, he allowed me to choose another movie. Isn't he great?

"You said I could choose," I said laughing.

"That didn't mean pick some bullshit like that man." 

Zaire had me tripping out complaining about this movie. He literally sat there the entire time with the most funniest mug on his face while I enjoyed the comical movie.

"Aw, poor baby," I said grabbing his face."Want me to make it up to you?"

I honestly felt bad now because he payed for the both of us and didn't enjoy the movie.

"Massage when we get back to my crib?"

"What the hell?"

"Come on man. Me moving got me stressed and tensed and shit. It's the least you can do Baby Cheeks. Pleaaaase," he begged pouting like a little ass kid.

"Oh my gosh, ok ok. Just know when I'm done you're returning the favor." I said with a stern look.

"Ok," he replied quickly.

We approached the car and he opened my door for me, making sure I was inside and buckled up before he closed the door and jogged to the driver side getting in preparing to take off.

I plugged up my phone to the aux cord as we pulled out of the parking lot going to my Bryson Tiller playlist playing "Let 'Em Know".

Zaire bobbed his head to the song as we came to a stop light. This light is the longest traffic light ever! One day I sat at the red light for 7 minutes before it turned green and tonight was no exception.

"I'm coming back for good so let them niggas know it's mine. I already got someone that's what you tell 'em every time. That shit ain't up for grabs, where you at on the map? I come to where you at, fuck around and end your last, I won't hold back. I won't hold back." Zaire sung to me.

Something about this moment seemed serious, and the mood in the car quickly shifted.

Bryson continued to sing in the background but Zaire's singing ceased as we stared at each other.

I have no clue as to what led to this moment but we both started to lean in. I felt his breath on my face and our lips were nearly touching but before they could connect, cars behind us began honking their horns indicating that the light had turned green.

I cleared my throat and turned forward in my seat as we took off. It became real awkward real fast. Nothing was said as the music continued to play.

We made it Zaire's apartment complex 15 minutes later and we both exited the car, going in to the building.

When we made it to his apartment, I walked in and sat my purse on the kitchen counter as he walked to the back. He returned a couple of minutes later, clearing his throat.

I looked up from my phone to see him standing in the entrance of the kitchen with massaging oils.

"Don't think I forgot about my massage girl," he said in a playful tone I'm assuming to get rid of the awkwardness.

"I got you boy! So, where are we doing this?"

"We can go in my room, come on."

I followed behind him taking my shoes off once we made it to his room.

I hadn't noticed until now but he had taken off his shirt and changed in to some basketball shorts. I wanted to be comfortable also so I told him I would be back and changed into my PINK shorts and a white baby tee, heading back to his room afterwards.

When I entered he was laying on his stomach facing his headboard on his phone.

I hopped on his back, scooting down to his butt, grabbing the oil, ready to start.

"I hope you know what you doing girl," he said.

"Shut up," I said while smacking his butt. He started clapping his booty cheeks making me bounce up and down while laughing.

"Stop stupid."

"Make me."

"Ok," I said getting up and sitting the oils on his dresser while walking out of his room.

"5, 4, 3, 2..."

"Alisssshhaaaa" he whined walking out of his room. "I'm sorry. I won't do it again and I'll shut up."

Trained.

"Thought so, come on."