Just can't Help It | BxB|

Guilty Pleasure

"Excuse me sir", it was a middle age man standing beside me walking into the same building. "My bad youngin" he responded holding the door open.

"Can you point to the direction of apartment 345?" I asked standing in the door way shivering from the cold air and snow.

"Yes, it's on the third floor to the left! If I'm not mistaking it should be the door next to the stairway my dude" he replied as he headed towards the stairway.

I looked around for the elevator as I seen a mother and her two sons come out of one. I waited until they walked off before I entered pushing the third floor button.

My stomach knotted up as I became closer to his door. Even thought about turning around as I stood face to face with his door peep hole.

I knocked a few times but didn't get an answer. Double checking the address Ms.Nicky gave me to make sure I was in the right housing complex.

"Yo can I help you?" I heard a guy with a soft but masculine voice speak with a thick New York accent.

"Yeah, is Daniel here?" I asked a bit nervous as the guy screamed out, "Yo D you got a guest Nigga" then he turned back to me step out the door way welcoming me in.

"I know you're cold, you must not be from here walking around with this thin sweater on" he said laughing.

"Actually I am, but I've been in Houston all my life so I'm not use to this cold weather" I said with a slight chuckle myself.

"I don't know with this nigga doing he must be with his gal cuddled up in shit" he said walking towards Daniel room knocking on the door.

I heard him scream "I'm coming nigga wait getting dressed". The guy walked back over to me repeating what Daniel said as he showed me to the living area.

"You here for school or something yo? Or just visiting" he asked as I removed my gloves placing them in my backpack pocket.

"Visiting for his birthday, I go to Duke University" I said As he flopped down next to me putting his feet on the table.

"Word! Dude I thought about going there but I came here to focus on my music and instruments" he continued as Daniel and a girl turned the corner walking towards the door.

He didn't bother to look our way as he kissed her then closed the door. "Aya Patrick who here?" Daniel screamed out before he walked back into the living room as I stood up.

He looked at me like he saw a ghost behind me. It got awkward for a minute neither one of us spoke. I walked up closer to him as his face turned bright red as a smile slowly poked out.

"This can't be real, Jordan ?" He asked as I got closer to him. "Brooooo" I exhausted out grabbing his hand pulling him in for a hug.

He took a deep breath wrapping one arm around me patting my back. "Damn nigga you finally made it out here, it's been what two years since I've seen you! Damn man" he said as we walked towards his room.

Daniel had all his music awards hanging across his room, managed to hang his old violin and guitar up. I placed my backpack on his computer chair as he shut the door behind us.