Chapter Nineteen- All Nighter

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10:00 pm
It was around ten and the house was silent, indicating that everyone was sleep.

"Baby you know what I never got the chance to do.." I sat up and faced him.
"What?"
I ran a hand through his dreads. "Braid your dreads..."

He scooted up so I could get behind him.
I stacked all the pillows on top of each other and sat on them.
What can I say, I'm short I needed a boost!
I played in his hair for I bit.
I wrapped my arms around him.
"Baby I'm so glad your mine," I kissed his jaw.

He's had me in my feelings lately.
And by lately I don't mean these past few day.
I mean for some weeks now.
Always by my side.
Always telling me he loves me.
Making sure I'm comfortable
Making sure I eat
Kissing my stomach and telling me "it's a girl"
Shit..why did it have to go down hill so fast?

He turned around and stood on his knees.
"I'm proud to be yours,"
He kissed me
"And only yours,"
He kissed me again
"And I will always be yours baby girl."

"I love you baby....now turn around lemme start braiding!"
He pecked my lips once more and turned around.

I started braiding his hair.
He had a lot of hair tho...

In the middle of the second one, he pulls out his phone and gets on snapchat.

"You gon take a picture when I'm done?"
"Nahh Ima put you on right now.."
I looked at his screen and he's recording.
"Hello people!" I smiled continuing with his hair.

When I finished I let him look at it.
"Sheesh...I should let you do my hair instead of my -"
I cut him off by clearing my throat and giving him a 'are you fucking stupid I dare you to say some shit like that' look.

"I swear I was joking," he came and put his hands on my waist.

"Mhm..." I pushed him back.

11:00 pm

It was nearing a little past 11 at night and my phone went off.
Instead of wondering who it was, I had to jam a bit to my ringtone.
Flexin like I'm rich, filthy rich just lit up a blimp
You not smoking loud keep that to your muthafuckin self
I'm jumpin off the roof with the African vodka make ya baby mama do the Macarena, whoa-

Phone Call
Me: Ya?
???: Honey?
Me: Queen Honey C. that's me wassup wit it fam?
Swae started laughing. What was funny?
???: Ok so Alicia did give me the right number. Its Tinashae
Me: Oh T ! What's good girl?
Tinashae: You know how my album just went platinum right?
Me: Yah huh and I forgot to say congrats on that boo....
Tinashae: Thanks and I think we should celebrate with a video for Boss..
Me: Oh shit..you being for real?
Tinashae: Yea I think that song was dope as fuck, it's one of my favorites
Me: Oh shit! Ight but one thing tho...why you called so late at night
Tinashae: *laughing* I forgot you was in LA. It's like 2pm over here
Me: Alright but let's talk later hun
Tinashae: Oh and I wanted you to know that I know you're going through a hard time over there and that's it's gonna be ok
Me: Thanks, T but I'm fine, seriously.
Tinashae: Ok bye boo
Me: Bye hun
End phone call

"Lee, what was funny?" I whip around as soon as I put my phone on the nightstand.
"Queen Honey C. that's me... That's what's funny," he laughed more.
"That was Tinashae."
His laugh soon stopped and his lips formed a smirk. "Why you lie like that?"
"I'm so real I got a song with her she cool as fuck, real shit"
I went into my music and played the song.
I know that you miss me baby, I can make you weak
"This dont matter let's skip to my part
We listened to the slow song.
"Aye but that's sexy As fuck. I think if you and Tinashae do a video that shit gon have niggas jump in off the wall cause Tinashae is a baddie..." He slowed down and looked at me like I was gon get mad.
"Don't be lookin like that T is sexy as fuck! She a bad ass bitch on some real shit. Her and Nicki Minaj. Nicki got that ass that make a nigga thirsty shit," I continued his sentence.
He looked at me, surprised with a small smirk.

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