Dating The Freemans 2

Part 4

Jazmine's Pov.

Huey actually lives in an apartment building. Its not run down like Moe's Motel (thank God) but it isn't five star either. I'm guessing its only people who start out living here.

I park Jaztastic on the side of the road and walk out. This place isn't very far from Woodcrest, so fortunately, I don't have to worry about fuel. I look up at the building one more time and take a deep breath.

This is one of those buildings with multiple buzzers. Riley didn't tell me exactly which buzzer is Huey. I sigh. I can't just start pressing random buttons can I?

A man carrying a bag of groceries walks to the door and unlocks it. "Excuse me! Hold that open please!" I run up to the door before he closes it. He blushes when he sees me and lets me in. I smile at him. "Thanks."

"No problem."

He closes the door and walks to the elevator. "Wait! Um...could I walk with you? I'm kinda lost."

"Sure." I walk to the stranger's side. He presses the button for the fifth floor, the doors close and we move up. "New?" He asks breaking the silence.

I shrug. "Yeah. I'm actually here to visit my boyfriend, but I forgot his room number."

"Maybe I can help. What's his name?"

"Huey. Huey Freeman."

He beams. "I know that dude! He stays on the fourth floor. Room...405 I think."

The elevator stops and he walks out. "Thanks!" I tell him.

He nods. Sure. I press the button for the fourth floor and move down, beaming. You don't meet a lot of friendly strangers these days.

I walk in the corridor to room 405 and knock. A woman opens the door, she looks around like my age and has brown skin and dark hair.

Please can this not be Huey's room.

"Hello?" I make a small wave. "Is Huey Freeman staying here?"

"Who're you?" She asks. She eyes me in disgust and looks away, as if intimidated by me.

"Jazmine."

Her look of disgust deepens. "Hes in 404..."

"Thanks-" She shuts the door.

What was that about?

I shake it off and walk to room 404. I knock on the door. I realise I'm still wearing my shades and take them ofd. The door opens. The corners of my mouth turn up.

Huey stands there, holding the door open. His large afro is tied up and he wears baggy jeans with a lose tank top that expose his muscles against the soft cotton and show off his strong biceps.

Hes been working out!

Huey stands there motionless when he sees me. His wine coloured eyes move lower, stay there for a while and move back up to lock with my eyes.

Hes gorgeous.

"Huey," I say breaking the silence with a shy smile.

Huey stares at me. "How did you find me?"

I roll my eyes. "Its good to see you, too, baby."

Huey grabs my wrist and gently pulls me inside. He locks the door behind him.

I look around. Its a little apartment, but its cosy. The kitchen and living room share the same room. Its a big room, half kitchen, half living room. The kitchen is an island, main colours brown and white. On the island table is a bowl of fruit set perfectly in the centre. A long brown couch sits in front of the telly, a coffee table between them. From here, I see a short corridor, at the end of it are two doors. One obviously for the bathroom and the other for the bedroom, I'm guessing.

"Jazmine."

I break my attention off my surroundings and look back. "Hm?"

"How'd you find me?"

"Riley."

He sighs annoyingly.

"What? You don't want to be found?" I ask. "Even by me?"

"The less people that know, the better."

I sigh. "You know...a normal boyfriend would say, 'its good to see you too' but apparently your not normal."

The corner of Huey's mouth turns up and my stomach does flips.

I've missed his smile.

"I thought you liked me because I'm different."

"You have a good memory..." I take slow steps towards him and wrap my arms around his neck. He wraps his around my waist, pulling me in a tight embrace. "You've missed one important detail..."

"What's that?"

Without breaking apart, my lips brush his ear and I whisper. "I don't like you because your different. I love you because your different."

Huey picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist, I tighten my grip around his neck so I don't fall. He walks over to the couch and puts me on my back, towering over me.

"I've missed you soo much Huey...your touch...your scowl..."

We both chuckle.

"I know I didn't show it when you arrived, but I missed you, too."

I smirk. "You could show me now. With the position were in...it could be easy."

Huey raises an eyebrow, then looks back at his abdomen, noticing that its pressed on mine. "Well...I see what you meant."

I caress his cheek. His blush is faint and disappears immediately. He leans his face down to the side of my head, I feel him nipple my ear. Then his lips brush against it, when hes done, his lips move to my cheek, down to my neck, move to my cleavage and come back up. Not once do they touch my mouth. Hes taking his time.

I like that.

Eventually he does and I lose myself in his grasp.

Slutty Jazzy takes over.