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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"Cmon mama we gotta head out." I said to Ariya as she slept on the bed. The more she laid there, the more I just wanted to stay in the house and lay under her.
"Ariya." I said more loudly this time. She began to move a little bit.
"Mmm .. I don't wanna go." She said with a raspy, sleepy voice. She turned her back to me and threw the cover over her head. I chuckled and walked into the bathroom.
I know how much she loved to sleep so imma get ready while she wanna lay in bed. I grabbed my toothbrush and the toothpaste so I could brush my teeth. I'm always over here now because Ariya would rather be at home than anywhere else, cool wit me.
I started leaving little stuff like clothes, essentials, my game, and shit at Ariya apartment. We started getting more comfortable with eachother and I was falling for her.
I know I want to spend the rest of my life with her, and if it doesn't work, imma make sure it do. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. Ariya was stood at the door with her same grumpy face she has when she wakes up.
"You so beautiful." I said to Ariya before putting my toothbrush in my mouth. She sarcastically smiled and walked to the shower. I chuckled and began brushing my teeth.
While I was finishing up, Ariya started to get undressed for the shower. I stared at her through the mirror as she continued. Everything about her is so perfect.
"What?" She asked with a attitude. I scrunched my face up and walked towards the bathroom door.
"Where you going?" Ariya asked grabbing my arm. I turned around and just stared at her. I examined her whole face before moving my eyes to her body.
"To the kitchen." I said nonchalantly. I could see the shock on her face. She let go of my arm and walked back towards the shower. I watched her as she stepped in and closed the glass door.
After a few seconds, I turned back towards the bathroom door and walked out. I grabbed my phone and keys off the dresser and walked out of our room.
I sat down on the couch and scrolled through instagram.
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