Ready For love

Sweet Love

Peyton pulled me in not breaking the kiss. He closed the door and we walked to his room. I started to stip him from his white tee.

He pulled away. "Wait."

"What?" I asked kind of irritated.

"Whats going on? Your not suppose to be here, your dressed like a runaway kid and your trinna fuck me. Whats wrong."

"Nothing." I whispered plopping down on his bed.

"Forreal AnnyPooh, look at you, your hair is in a messy bun, your wearing a Yellow sweatshirt with brown shorts, one nike sock and a ankle sock. And look your shoes don't even match! How'd you but on a boot and a sneaker?"

"Fine I got called a Prostitute. I feel sooo unlove and unwanted. I need to be loved"

"Well coming here for sex won't make you feel better."

"Yes it will! Just give me what I want and I'll go."

"No Bree'Ann! Listen to yourself you sound desperate! And its like 1 pm. Now I'm not gonna have sex with you. I'm gonna talk to you, get some sense in your head."

I huffed. "Im not desperate."

"Bree, I love you, I really do but Im not gonna let you do this. Your beautiful, smart, and talented. Don't do this. So what some one called you that. At long as you know what you are their opinon doesnt matter. Only mines and Craigs opinon matters. Fuck the rest." He cupped my face with his hands. "I love you Bree'ann"

He kissed me. Of course I kissed back. He pulled me on his lap and rubbed my back. "Um, Peyton," we jumped to see Kayla.

"What Kayla?!"

"Someone is here."

"Tell em go away."

"I dont think I should."

"Well who is it?"

Kayla smirked and whispered in his ear. He jumped up and left. "Hi sister."

"Hi Kay."

"I see yall was finna get it in."

"Nah, just needed to talk to him."

"When yall gone get back together cus these lil stank hoes don't know there place!" I laughed.

" I don't know.. Anyways how old are you know, 14?"

"Are you serious! Im 16!"

"Oh I'm sorry hun." I laughed.

Peytons p.o.v

I was filling Bree. If she was someone else we would've been on and poppin, but no I have to much respect for her. Hopefully I got through to her.

When Kay told me who was downstairs I had to make sure they wouldn't come upstairs.

"Hey baby,"

"Hi nala."

"Wassup?" She asked kissing me.

"Nothing much really."

"Why haven't you been calling me back?"

"Lot on my plate. Hey Nala, how about I take you out tonight."

"Okay, what time?"

"8 I'll pick you up."

"Okay," We kissed. Nala was kinda of my main hoe, she was always here when I needed something sexual. In return I take her out and make her feel special, like a real girl friend. She knows the deal.