Let Me Love You

Chapter 3

Kristy POV
Today was awful. I actually got sick. To be honest, I think that Stacey did this to me. She doesn't like me so she got me something that makes me sick. "You okay?" Quez asked as he stood beside my bed. "Yeah. Your girlfriend just hurt me." I said. "That is NOT my girlfriend so get that straight." Quez said. I curled up my lips and nodded my head. "You mad?" Quez asked. "No. I'm really happy that I'm sick and feel like I'm about to die." I said. "Oh. That's good that you're happy." He said. "I was being sarcastic." I snapped. "I was too. You ain't gotta get mad doe." He said leaning in and kissing my cheek. "I decided I'd stay to make sure you're aight and don't die." He said. "You can't stop me from dying." I snapped narrowing my eyes. "Okay. But I can at least keep you up all night." He said. "What does that have to do with the price of butter?" I asked. "Why you keep asking questions?" He asked. "I don't like you." I said cutting my eyes at him. "Cause you love me." He said. "Nope." I said folding my arms. "Yeah ya do. Ya know you do." He said. I just turned over and went to sleep.

Ty'Quez POV
I watched Kristy as she slept in her bed. I sighed and laid my head on her side. Suddenly my phone vibrated. I looked at it. It was a text from Stacey.

STACEY: I enjoyed 2day

ME: that's good

STACEY: maybe tomorrow we can hang out too

ME: no I have church ⛪️

STACEY: what church u go 2

ME: Church Of God

STACEY: I'll go there tomorrow and we can hang

ME: o no that's not necessary

STACEY: it's settled 😉 we can see each other tomorrow 💒

ME: 😐 honestly u don't have 2

STACEY: yes I do I'll b there at church w/ u

ME: Stacey no

She never responded after that. What am I gonna do with her!