𝐎𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 ✔️

14

Guys, y'all got me dead but Ezra is Hispanic and I did make him out to be white while Aiden is black but of course you can imagine them differently.

Aiden Carter

"He just really likes you but if you feel like it's getting weird then drop him." Kylie advises over the phone.

"I'm definitely not breaking up with him." I state. "Honestly I feel like you should just talk to him. Address the weird remarks n' shit." She says.

"Maybe. -Oh he's calling me." I quickly say so we say bye to eachother before I pick up my boyfriends call.

"What you doin'?" Ezra asks while driving. I love that he FaceTimes me so often. "I was talking to Kylie" I say.

"I been missing you like crazy." He says lowly. "I miss you too. Can you get some strawberries on your way back? I've been wanting to eat them." I pout.

"Why you always telling me to do shit mama? I'm tired. I just wanna go home and be hugged up with you." He says.

"You're always complaining about having to do stuff that I do everyday. You don't hear me complaining when I pick up your stuff or clean up after you." I mumble annoyed.

"Here you go." He then just hangs up on me and I roll my eyes. This man really pisses me off.

I'm not shocked when he gets home and throws the pack of strawberries on the couch next to me.

"You get angry way too fast Ezra." I point out as he's taking off his shoes and jacket. "I'm not even angry bruh. Calm yo ass down." He smacked his teeth.

"I know you are because you just called me bruh. Honestly if you want these little arguments to control this relationship then so be it but don't fucking hang up on me. Ever. Again." I stood to my feet and glared at him.

"Whatever." Is all he says before sitting on the couch to probably play his stupid game that I'm close to throwing out.

I already know I'm about to give in and be all up on him so I don't dwell on the situation and just get a bowl of cut strawberries before sitting next to him and holding one to his mouth.

He takes a bite and I eat the rest. "I was thinking that we could maybe film a YouTube video together. People have been asking for it and I really want to do it." I say.

He just nods too captivated by the game. I sigh and decide to do something that I know will get his attention.

When I place the bowl on the table and get on my knees he opens his legs for me and puts the controller away which makes me bust out laughing.

"What?" He asks and honestly it's really cute how his dick is standing up already and I haven't even touched it.

"I just needed you to give me some attention." I explain. "For what?" He sighs. "We're dating and I was thinking I could ask you for advice but never-fucking-mind." I stand up angrily only for him to grab my hand and pull me down on the couch, which hurt a little but I know that wasn't his intention.

"I'm more in my head about this school shit." He speaks. "But you never listen to what I'm saying when you're on this stupid game." I complain.

"You said it would be fine to play if I know my limit and I literally just started." He rubs his hand down his face.

"But on the phone you were saying that you miss me." I find myself having a voice crack.

"Jodidamente estresándome." He mumbles. "If I'm stressing you out then you can sleep at your grandmas crib. You sound goofy as hell nigga!" I raise my voice now growing angrier.

"Yeah I'm out. Bitching all up in my ear on a Monday." Ezra stood to his feet and grabbed his gym bag from the floor.

"You got me so fucked up. You treat me like shit and expect me to do shit for you all the time. Fuck you!" I follow him into our room.

Of course I don't actually want him to leave but I'm mad and so is he. That's not a good combination.

"So you're leaving just because of this fucking game." I cross my arms over my chest. "You just told me to leave!" He throws his arms up.

"And you just do as I say all of a sudden?" I frown. "That's what you want right? Ezra do this. Ezra do that. This ain't just about the fucking game. This is about you always wanting to be in control. Perra." He walks past me and out of the room.

I don't think anyone's words have hurt me this much ever in my life. I don't even think a knife could've cut that deep.

"This relationship is so fucking over." I say and he only glances at me while putting on his shoes. "You know it ain't."

That statement actually hurt even more because it was the truth. No matter how bad we hurt eachother. We'll be back in each others arms in no time.