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•Y/n POV•

I woke up and grabbed my phone checking the time, it was 6:30am. I would usually wake up at this time in Toronto to go to work but now that it's summer and I'm back in New York there's nothing to do. I sat up and thought about how I should start my morning off and then an idea popped up into my head. I got off my bed and headed to the bathroom and took a shower when I got out I checked the time, it was now 7am I went through my suit case and put on some clothes.

(Outfit 😙)

I went downstairs and realized that no one was awake yet so I left a note on the kitchen counter and quietly left

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I went downstairs and realized that no one was awake yet so I left a note on the kitchen counter and quietly left. I ran to Starbucks and got my favourite drink (wtv drink you want, mine is a strawberry fresher 🥰) after I paid I decided to go to my old gym. I put my phone in my leggings pocket and put my headphones/AirPods/earphones on and played a random playlist. I had been running for about 15 minutes when I heard a car honking, at first I didn't look but it continued honking, I looked to the side and saw a black car and it seemed to be honking at me. I stopped in my spot and the car door opened and a man stepped out of the driver side he closed the car door and began to walk towards me, he was taller than me and he had his hood on along with a ski mask so I couldn't see his face. It was still early in the morning and the street was quiet with no one else around, my survival instincts began to kick in and I quickly began to step backwards until he took his hood and his ski mask.

"Hey y/n" he said in his deep voice and I basically jumped into his arms and hugged him tightly, I began to sniffle as tears were threatening to leave my eyes I was lowkey fighting to hold them back cause I can't just cry in front of a nigga. "Why yu crying for?" He asked as he cupped my face "I just missed you I never thought I'd see you again Ethan" and he just laughed in response "how yu been though? Nd why the fuck is yo fine fat ass back here ain't you live in Canada now??" He was basically harassing me now "I been ight I'm just spending the summer in New York" I responded.

We continued to catch up and finished our conversation in his black hellcat. We were talking about how his music has been doing until he stopped speaking in the middle of his own sentence. There was silence for a while until he broke it "Yu kno yo eyes mad pretty right" he said as he stared into my eyes, "what?" I said as my brain began to comprehend what he said. "I said yo eyes mad pretty" he repeated himself, his words made me begin to blush so I turned my head away so he couldn't see. "Look at me ma" he said as he took his index finger and made me look at him, he placed both of his hands on my cheeks cupping them before he kissed me, I froze.. what do I do? Do I kiss him back?

He pulled away "fuck sorry" he blurted out looking away from me, my body started to move on it own and before I knew it I crawled into the driver side of the car and sat on his lap I placed my hand on his neck and forced him to kiss me again, the kiss got heated faster than you'd imagine he bit my bottom lip causing my mouth to open a bit and he slipped his tongue in my mouth and I did the same. We began to explore each others mouth as if it was our first and last time with each other, he placed both of his hands on my ass as he played with the waist band of my leggings indicating he wanted them off.

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