Andrew's POV:
Of my 2 years of dating Desmond in highschool, I had never known he had a sister and it is now at the ripe age of 27 that I'm now finding out that the boy I used to date has a 20 year old sister. But then to be honest I never really asked but I had still been to his house countless of times to know that there wasn't another present human being in that house apart from his mother who believe it or not was rarely present herself.
My thoughts were really getting in the way of taking in my environment because once I had snapped out of my thoughts, I was met with Desmond staring at me with the utmost curiosity. "I wanna know what you're thinking" my eyebrows shot up at an alarming speed,my skin tainting a light red, I know he hadn't meant what he said the way my brain processed it but then one doesn't just say that out of the blue.
"I- uh- I'm thinking that maybe we should go in to the salon, I-I NEED A HAIRCUT ANYWAYS" I rambled as I fumbled with my keys to lock my car. "I think you're hair looks cute just the way it is" he replied as he flashed me a smile showing me his pearly whites and his perfectly symmetrical dimples, a smile that I was slowly growing acustomed to. "yeah yeah thank you.. NOW LET'S GO INSIDE" I said as I gripped his caramel toned hands and dragged him towards the salon.
Inside the salon was like a raid, Upbeat music boomed from the inside making it feel like the whole salon was shaking. There were 8 high cushion chairs in the salon, 4 on each side of the room, The walls were painted a bright red while deep black lines decorated the red,a skull clock hung up on the wall. There were 6 people working on the down floor was what I had gathered.
"this is the barber salon plus dreads, the plaiting, fixing of extensions and all of that good stuff is upstairs" Desmond said as he walked with ultimate pride as if he owned the place while waving to each individual person he saw. "I'm surprised you guys haven't gotten a noise complaint" i muttered in awe,
Desmond started chuckling as soon as I said that "oh trust me she has" he said flashing yet another one of those addictive smiles
"Speaking of her...where is she?" Desmond replied as he raised his hand to his fluffy and curly black afro then started ruffling it
"YO TIANA, COME HERE, LEMME HOLLA AT YA REAL QUICK" Desmond screamed as a girl with an afro and star hoop earrings came running our way "whats good boss man?" she replied with a thick Texas accent while placing a hand on her hip and slouching, A comb sticking out of the right side of her afro "where's Tif?" he questioned still ruffling his hair "she's on 2nd base, busy with her favorite client"
Desmond nodded his head with appreciation which she accepted with a bright smile and skipped back off.
"2nd wha-?" I asked in confusion as I furrowed my eyebrows, he let out a heart filled chuckle before he replied "the second part of the building y'know upstairs" he said signaling his hands towards the stairs "OOH" I mouthed as I followed him upstairs.
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FanficAndrew seems to be having problems, not normal scratch you're head problems, noo its different, the one person he doesnt want back in his life is back and andrew is trying his best not to fall for his scheme again, will he?
