Until The End

2. Same Time Next Week ( edited)

Aaliyah's outfit^

Aaliyah's POV:

Saturday: 

Once Dem and I said goodbye to Mrs. Jones and give her ten thousand dollar each so she can at least pay for a little of the liver transplant, we left the grocery store and headed out to my car with our shopping cart, I insited that Giovanni and Matteo ride with us to our apartment. With a little resitance from Giovanni and full compliance from Matteo, we all pilled into the car after putting our snacks in the boot of the car. 

" You guys should really buckle up. She can't drive very well." Dementria says, wide-eyed as she buckles herself. 

" Says the girl who doesn't have her license," I scoff, rolling my eyes as I back out of my parking space, accidently hitting a shopping cart. 

" Where the fuck did that come from?" I grumble, reparking the car and putting it in park so I can move the stupid shopping cart. I hear Matteo and Dem chuckle as I get out of the car and move the shopping cart to where it's supposed to be. Once, I get back in the car,  I swipe the imaginary dust off my dress and adjust my pink knitted button up sweater. It's my favorite. I made it myself. With pockets. And flowers. 

"Anyway!" I quickly say as I actually reverse out of the parking spot this time. " Gio, Matteo. What are your favorite movies?" Giovanni is too long. It's like, four sylables. No one has time for that. 

Gio just grunts like a large earth troll and Matteo happily explains why his favorite movie is Tangled. 

" No way! My favorite movie is Tangled too!" I say whipping around in my seat, a shit eating grin taking over my face as I look at him before it drops as everyone yells at me.

Furrowing my brows, I look around and remember that I'm driving. Duh. Oh shit. I'm in the completly wrong lane. "Whoops," I say as I check my mirrors and my blind spot before getting back into my lane.  

" Whoops? What do you mean 'whoops' you could have killed us!" Gio raises his voice to a tone louder than a talking voice but not quite at a yell yet. 

" Welp. I didn't. So stop crying you little baby." I laugh at my own joke before explaining it to the rest of them. " You get it cause he's massive and he not a baby, he's a grown man. Oh my Gosh, I'm funny" I wipe the imaginary tears from my eyes as I sigh pulling into the parking garage. I park the car, kind of shitty but it's okay, getting out as everyone gapes at me. 

Before anyone else could get out, I lock the doors and walk around to open Matteo's door, then Giovanni's. " And best for last, the hottest mama around, DEMENTRIA MOTHER FUCKING MARTINEZ!" I shout, opening her door for her, as she was sitting in the passanger seat.

Dem is my passanger princess. She doesn't have her license yet but she does have her leaners permit. 

She's had that damn permit for five years, she capable of driving alone. 

She struts out of the car, hitting multiple different poses as Matteo and I cheer her on. Matteo and I are going to be good friends. I can feel it in my bussy. Even though we ony met about twenty-five minutes ago.

When I look over at Gio, I see he has picked up all the bags of junk and put them up his arms. My jaw drops but he looks at me bored as if it isn't even heavy. 

" Oh my gosh Gio, we could've helped you. Come on le'ts go upstairs so you can set that stuff down. " I usher him towards the elevator worried for his poor arms. " hombre loco, fuerte, estúpidamente atractivo, oh Dios mío."  I mumble to myself walking into the elevator with the rest of them, hitting the 6th floor mutiple times.