𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝, 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐚.

4.

*almost a year after the window thing and 2 months since Y/n joined Oy

"NOTTI! GIVE THAT BACK!" Zanova whined to the taller boy, who was holding her phone.

"Who the fuck was you laughing with?" Notti asked, getting genuinely upset.

"Why does that matter? Just give me my shit back!"

Zanova didn't know notti had feeling for her. Honestly, she was kind of dumb. Everyone around them knew, except her. He would get jealous when a guy would flirt with her, and he wouldn't let her go anywhere without him. He also called her "ma, Mami, bae etc" but she still was oblivious. They even shared a bed where the cuddled every night.

"Tell me who that was then." Notti said in a tone that chilled Zanova to her core.

"I-It was Xander."

"Who the fuck is Xander?" Notti was getting increasingly angry by the second.

"He asked for my number when I went to the deli, but I didn't tell you because you always get mad!" Zanova sighed. "Please don't be mad. I'll block him." Zanova said, walking closer to Notti.

"Aii, here. Block him and delete his number." Notti smirked, handing her her phone back.

She did delete his number and block him, she honestly had feelings for notti, too but didn't know who to express that, so she did whatever he asked.

She threw her phone on their bed and hugged Notti.

"I'm sorry." Zanova mumbled.

"You good, ma...just don't do that shit no more, aii?" Notti said, hugging her waist and burying his face in her neck.

Now, in this situation, you might think everything is fine, right? Well, it's not.

Notti was horny, like really horny. The only problem was...Zanova went everywhere with him.

She even waited in the bathroom while he was showering, so it's not like he could handle his business there, either.

"Hey, ma?" Notti asked, taking his head from Zanova's neck.

"Yeah?" The girl asked, looking into the taller boy's eyes.

"Um, I can tell you anything, right?" Notti asked, holding the girls hand.

"Yeah...what's wrong?"

"Well, it's personal...and you might find it weird but...I'm horny right now and I need to be alone for a few minutes."

Zanova slightly pouted.

"Please let me stay in here. You won't even know I'm here...please?" Honestly, Zanova wanted to watch him. She always had fantasies about him, this was a start to making those fantasies a reality in her mind.

"Mmcht....ion know, ma."

So, we know Notti is a CREEP at this point, right? Well, he wanted Zanova to watch. He once had a fantasy of her walking in on him beating his shi and she stood there and watched.

He wanted her to watch...if fact, he wanted her to do more than watch.

"Pleaseeeee?" Zanova whined.

"Fine ma. Just...don't do anything, okay?"

"Yesss! Okay. What should I do, where should I sit?" Zanova smiled.

"Sit wherever you want, talk if you want." Notti shrugged.

Everything about this girl turned him on, her voice, he thought about what her moans sounded like.

Her hair, he thought about pulling it while giving her backshots.

Her lips, what they would feel like placing soft kisses everywhere on his body.

Her eyes, what they would look like while she was on her knees and tears filling them as she gagged, but never sad tears.

Her neck, him kissing it to wake her up in the morning and giving her hickeys so the world knew who she belonged to.

Her hands, what they would feel like wrapped around his...yk.

Obviously, her body for even more obvious reasons.

Her laugh and what it would sound like when he smacked her ass.

You get the point. EVERYTHING about her made him so happy. But also horny.

"Talk about what?" Zanova asked as notti sat in his gaming chair.

"Anything." Notti smiled, pulling down his pants, facing away from the girl.

"Hey! Look at meeee." Zanova said playfully.

Notti smirked.

"Okay, so I feel super weird talking about this, but I feel like this is a good time."

Notti started stroking it.

"So, I tried to pleasure myself last week and it didn't really hurt my actual kitty, but it hurt my finger! Isn't that crazy? Like, it started going on but my finger started to lose circulation because it was too tight, you know? So I took my finger out, but then, out of nowhere, my coochie started getting WETTER! It was sooo weird." Zanova didn't know, but she was only making it worse for herself. She was so deep in, but wasn't aware.

"Mhm, tell me more about that topic." Notti said, spitting on his hand.

Zanova slightly blushed, but did whatever notti asked.

He didn't know, but he was in deep with her, too.

"Well, I've never done anything and I really want to practice. But it's too warm and weird on the inside, I didn't really like it...Well I mean, I liked the feeling down there, but my finger felt weird after. Can I ask you something?" Zanova ranted.

"Talk to me, mama." Notti moaned.

"C-Can um....can I practice sex...with you?"

Notti's eyes widened and he stopped.

"Say on God." Notti said, smirking at her.

"Notti, please? You're the only one I can trust and you're so fine and--" she was cut off by Notti's lips mashing into hers.

The beginning of a toxic romance for the two young teens.

Their love would be LIVID and they knew it. They knew their love would cause pain, anger and trauma to many, including themselves. But did they care? No. It's all part of their life.

Let's see how they'll live it.