Is This Love Or Heartbreak? [ON HOLD]

Chapter V

Danielle's P.O.V

Homecoming is in about 2 and 1/2 weeks, and I already have a dress, heels, and accessories...Thanks to God.

No need for shopping.

Today is Saturday and I'm doing nothing, just chillaxing.
My dad is at work like always, and won't be home until 11:30 p.m.

I'm walking around my house half naked on my phone, while scrolling through my instagram, and looking at my most recent picture, which had 627 likes.

All of sudden, I get a text, from Jawayne, making a smile immediately form between my lips.

'Future😍💍': Get ready. Ima come rescue you from an empty house.

I laugh, but seriously though. Stalker. How in the world would he know I'm home...alone.

Me: Lol..okay.
'Future😍💍': I'll be there in 55 minutes.
Me: ok.😌😩
'Future😍💍': U wanna see me huh?
Me: umm...no😒
'Future😍💍': yes huh😂. Since u wanna see me so bad, I'll be there in 45 minutes.

I fall back on the sofa, continuing to stare at my screen, and smile once more.

Me: ok😏👌
'Future😍💍': See you later boo.
Me: Goodbye😒.
'Future😍💍': bye😘
Me:😑*rolls eyes*
'Future😍💍': 😂
Me: Bye Jawayne.
'Future😍💍': Bye Danielle.

After texting a playful Jawayne, I run upstairs and shower quickly.

I wash and blow dry my hair and pick out my outfit, which includes a black crop top, black and white polka dot skirt, blue beenie, and some colorful slip on shoes. I accessorize with just my spike bracelets and finish everything off with hot pink lip stick.

I walk over to my full length mirror, and look at myself.
I take my phone off the charger, and check the time.

I take my phone off the charger, and walk out of my room, making sure the door was closed first.

I dart down the stairs, grab my purse, and head towards the front door. As soon as I step out, I bump into a figure, causing my body to tense up.

"Ahhhh." I scream out of fear. I glance up and see Jawayne giggling his butt off.

"Surprise!" he sings.

"Don't ever scare me like that ever again."

"I'm sorry." he smiles, pulling me into a hug, his warmth radiating onto mine.

We pull apart and Jawayne looks at my outfit from head to toe, his tongue slowly licking his lips from left to right.

"You looking good."

"Thanks. You don't look too bad yourself." I complement, bowing forward, causing him to giggle.

"Let's go."
"Ok." I follow behind him to his car. He opens the door for me and take a seat, leaning forward onto the airbag, with the seat belt looping around my body.

"Thank you." I say, as I watch him close the door. He nods and jogs over to the drivers side, and starts the engine.

"No problem babe."

"Nigga chill." I snap. He laughs and shakes his head, as he pulls backwards out of the driveway. "You done gone hood on me." he chuckles, and I smile and rub his hand as it lays on the center console of his car. He beams and watches the road ahead.