A privileged young woman from the Upper East Side falls for a charming drug dealer from the South Bronx. Despite their different background stories they still fall inlove. They start to face challenges from their families and society, can their love...
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After Malik took his shower, I went and got in the shower. I rolled up and we smoked. We took a couple shots too so we is litttttt. After we took sum pictures, videos, and took some tiktoks I pulled out games.
I had jenga, truth or drink, Who Is It? and twister. We actually talked and got to know eachother a lot. We were playing "truth or drink" and that helped us get to know eachother a lot better.
"How many serious relationships have you been in?" He read the card outloud. I thought about it and looked at him.
"I only been in 1 real deal relationship" I answered as I sat back on the couch. He looked at me and put the card down.
"What happened?" He asked as he pulled from the blunt.
"I had this ex, his name was Josiah. We were each others first loves. Our relationship lasted for about 5 years. We were highschool sweethearts. The perfect couple to everybody in school, everyone wanted a relationship like us. That nigga cheated on me any chance he could." I said laughing. I didnt mean to laugh but now that I look at it, I'm glad it happened. Saved me so many problems and got me to the place i'm at now. #Grateful.
"He put his hands on me one time. My birthday." I continued. Malik was now sitting all the way up looking pissed. "I caught him cheating and he got upset and hit me. I had a black eye. I never looked back after that. I went to college and escaped from my old life. I found peace and I found self love." I said smiling. He stared at me and started smiling.
He grabbed my chin and made me look at him. He stared at me for a minute before he started speaking.
"Don't ever let no nigga tell you dat yeen worth nun. Dont ever let no bitch lil girl you. Dont let no fucking body play witchu. And if they do I'll handle dat." He said staring into my eyes.
"Ok Malik." I said lowly. "Thank you." I said looking up at him.
"You so pretty." He said letting my chin go licking his lips.
"Thank youuuuuu." I said getting up twerking.
He laughed and I laughed walking to the kitchen. I grabbed some snacks for us to eat. We were gonna watch "ATL" for the remainder of the night and chill.
He didn't have any plans tomorrow and neither did I. We figured we'd have a sleepover and vibe out. He was really cool. I liked talking to him. I felt something wrap around my waist which took me out my thoughts.
I turned around to see Malik. He looked so good. His smile made my heart skip a beat. His cologne made my heart do a damn cartwheel. I ran my fingers through his locs and stared into his eyes. He licked his lips as his hands found my ass. Yea that mf was sitting right too.
He pulled me closer to him and I wrapped my arms around his neck. His eyes wandered around my whole face. I watched every detail of his face.
His eyes met my eyes and he sighed deeply. "Yo face just so .. beautiful Ariya." He said never breaking eye contact.
"Thank you Malik." I said admiring his face.
"Mhm. Cmon with the snacks before I show yo pretty ass sum." He said walking out of the kitchen.
"Yea ok." I said laughing grabbing the snacks walking out the kitchen behind him.
We walked to my room and he closed the door. I unpaused the movie and set the snacks on the dresser beside the bed. He got on my bed and grabbed a bag of chips. I grabbed my phone and took a picture for my instagram story.
@riyaaaababyyy:
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I posted the picture and turned my phone off. I grabbed some chips and watched the movie. Malik was watching the movie, smacking on chips.
"Can you stop smacking?" I asked him grabbing the chips.
"Bru give me dem shits back." He said snatching the chips from me.
"You finna get up out my shit." I said sitting up.
"I told you, this MY shit." He said smacking louder and putting emphasis on the "my". And quite frankly, I didn't appreciate that. So I popped his mouth.
He looked back at me like I lost my mind.
"You know what .. you got it." He said calmly putting his focus back on the movie.
"Yea OKAY." I said putting emphasis on my words.
We continued to watch the movie but my eyes started getting heavier. I looked at Malik and he looked wide awake.
"Malik." I said lowly.
"Yea?" He asked turning around putting his snacks down.
"I'm tired." I said pausing the movie.
"Cmon mama." He said laying next to me. I moved towards him and he took me in his arms. I laid my head on his chest and I could hear his heartbeat. His breathing was heavy until his breath caught the rhythm of mines. I closed my eyes as I felt his hands rub circles on my lower back. I felt so comfortable in his arms. He was so warm and felt like a breath of fresh air.
