This November✔️

Chapter 2

Malik could not believe his fortune that November walked into the club that night on the exact night he was there. He frequented several clubs during the week, to find a thirsty chick that would ride him all night long. He was planning on not going last night, staying in with his young thot he wanted to link up with again. He was not trying to change his player ways, he wanted what he wanted. Fuck them and leave them.

But Nova, his sweet November, was always different. Growing up next to her, he always thought she was pretty. Not just on the outside, he liked everything about her. She was literally the girl next door. Perfection.

And as much as he wanted her, he knew he would never be right for her. She needed a man that could give her what she deserved. All of them, not some, not part-time, not a side-chick, no half-stepping type of guy

Not him, not the kid, not ever. He wanted to have all the girls. He liked sex. He liked pretty girls that let him have sex and toss them aside.

November wanted more that night. Sure, she said the words she wanted to have sex with him, but her eyes were saying she wanted all of him and he could not give her that. He was scared, because as much as he wanted to rip her clothes off and make love to her, he resisted and left, without a word. His plan was always to go to Los Angeles after graduation, he just made it happen a lot sooner.

He had a cousin out there, older, wilder and he crashed at his place. The bachelor's pad where all they did was drink, smoke, and fuck.

Some of the baddest honies were out in L.A., but when he got tired of only landing pretty boy roles, passing as a white boy in the background, he knew he needed to go where his people were. Sure, he was half-white by the nature of his mother, but he still was seen as a Black man by most. His pale yellow skin color, blue eyes, and blonde hair made his race ambiguous to most.

In Atlanta, he grew his thick fro of curls out to locs, tanned on a regular, and was given a chance to play the type of roles he wanted. Then his looks made him a hot commodity in Atlanta. The city loved him, and he loved it.

He had not been home to St. Louis since he left. Sure, he had family still there, but when they wanted to see him, he flew them to him.

November Washington had not crossed his mind in years. The one that got away. The one he had many wet dreams about in his teen years. The one that gave him butterflies when she smiled at him.

But they were just friends, until that night. It was best to just leave and put some distance between them. Her in New York, him in Los Angeles. At first, he did not think he could get her out of his system, longing for her for months, then weeks, till finally she faded away from his memory.

Why had she shown up in his life right now?

And why did he want to see her again?

After she ran out, he tried going after her, but as soon as he tried to make his way through the club, female fans wanted to stop and take pictures with him and hug and touch him. Typically, he was there for the ladies, grab some numbers, slide in some DMs, and put them on his list of freaks of the week when he needed to get his dick wet.

Tonight, his only focus was to find November. When he finally made it out of the club, she was nowhere in sight. Gone that quickly, her friends and she must have had their own car. If they were only in town a few more days, he only had a few more days to find her.

He immediately got on his phone to scour social media. Everyone left some kind of a footprint on their day-to-day lives somewhere. Sure enough, he found her Facebook page. The rest, he was a pro at.

He spent the night fucking twin IG models, both reminded him of her. They were dark-skinned, slim, and petite. One had long, dark weave down her back, the other some braids that made her look more like November to him. She used to wear braids a lot in school. She was always dressed in baggy clothes that never fit her shape, unlike the other girls who showed everything. She did dabble with make-up and nails, and they were always done.