ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. | ᴛᴀʀᴀꜱɪᴀ

close friend.

                            t's pov:

5:30 A.M.

it feels like heaven laying next to tasia. no clothes, just skin on skin. crazy how i thought ill never find love again or be able to love again, being the fact that i got played after giving my all to the last chick.

tasia just different. i knew she was different from the moment i saw her fine ass at that party. i had to make her mine somehow.

now,

i plan on giving this girl the world plus more.

as the minutes passed, her loud ass phone alarm went off, causing her to jump.

"shit"

"you good?"

"im fine. i dont wanna get up." she whined.

"yeah, i understand, pretty, but you gotta make yo coins. come on, sleepy head."

she really didnt have to work, but if thats what she wanna do, then shit i support the grind.

"ok, im up. hey baby"

"good morning, pretty face."

"wait- is that... tara- baby, why didnt you wash your face last night?" she laughed, and i was confused.

"what you mean?"

"my umm.. my c- never mind. lets just go get washed up."

6:29

tasia threw on my underwear, shirt, and bedroom slippers.

"my underwear barely holding the ass."

"theyre squeezing everything under there. you should get them a size up."

"then they gon be too big for me"

"which is why theyre for me and not you."

"aight then, ima grab you some."

"please and thank you"

i grabbed my keys, and we headed out.

i stopped and grabbed us a breakfast bowl.

6:50

we made it to her house.

"are you going to your abandoned tree house when you leave?"

"hideout stay catching strays from you, but yeah, im going there. you tryna meet up at yo crib to chat or what"

"im not sure if im ready to bring her back into my space yet, so no. we could go somewhere out in the open or something."

"slide by the hideout"

"okay, ill see you at three."

"bet. aye, i love you."

"i love you more, babe, later."

                        
                       the hideout:

"wassup lamb."

"about fucking time."

"damn my fault. where he at?"

"and where you been?"

"you finna pay me to talk, or you just tryna be all up in my business?"

"you been missing, and i been worried."

"i been with my girl. now, tap yo nose and go count my coins."

"thats cute, i guess." pan said, walking back to the room.