Remember You ||Swae Lee Love Story||

Talk About When We Were Children

The sun was beaming down on his back through the window. The sheets on his bed were so comfortable that he never wanted to get up, and he had a pillow over his face so the sun wouldn't disturb his peaceful sleep. He was having the best dream ever. A threesome with him, Beyoncé, and Nicki Minaj. Yeah.

"Swae!" He winced at the loudness of his name being called, but didn't wake. Drool dripped on his pillow as he continued with his once in a lifetime dream.

"Khalif!" He heard it again, making his body jerk. The voice belonged to his brother, he sighed while still half asleep. He turned to the other side of his bed, not caring about the sun hitting his face. He just wanted sleep.

Maybe if he stayed sleep, Aaquil would leave him alone. He thought his theory had worked when he didn't hear his name for another five minutes.

He sighed out of content. Suddenly, the sound of his door being kicked open made him jump up. He gasped in surprise but then his eyes landed on his brother, who stood at the door with a playful expression.

Swae looked at his door seeing a crack where he had kicked it open.

"Man look what you did to my door!" He shouted at his brother. Aaquil looked down at the crack in the door, his mouth forming an O shape.

"My bad bruh man." He tried to sound sincere, but his demeanor said more. Swae sighed, looking at Aaquil with irritation in his eyes.

"You ain't hear me calling you?" He asked, his face scrunching up in curiosity.

"Nigga the whole block heard you! The fuck do you want!" Swae shouted. Aaquil stopped to put a hand over his chest like he was actually hurt by his tone.

"Nigga who you talking to like that? Imma' have to come over there and sop you up if you keep talking reckless." Aaquil threatened. Swae smacked his teeth, laying his head back on his pillow.

"Nigga ya' ain't bout it." Swae said.

"Mhmm yeah ok nigga. But get up we gotta go pick up David and Nia. They flight just landed. That's why I was calling you." Swae's eyes widened and he jumped out of bed to his feet.

"Nigga why you ain't say that?" Swae yelled at him. Aaquil snickered.

"I just did. Now go brush yo' teeth. Morning breath on 10 and imma' need you to bring it down!" After that, he left, closing the door behind him.

Swae shrugged. "Fair enough."

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They pulled up to the airport, putting their hoods on so no one recognizes them. Excitement vibrated through Swae's body as he thought about seeing his best friend again. After touring around world, staying at hotels, and never having home cooked meals, he craved something that would remind him of home.

They entered the airport, waiting at a bench since they couldn't spot them yet.

Five minutes later, when Swae was sitting down on his phone, he heard his name being screamed through the airport.

"Khalif!" He saw David running up at full speed, he opened his arms wide.

They screamed, bumping their chest together repeatedly.

"You still ugly ass hell, just the way I remember." David said with the smile after they calmed down a bit.

Swae laughed. "So you finally got that ugly ass retainer off?" Swae said while patting David's face.

"Hell yeah, brace face in this bitch!" David said, cheesing and showing off his blue braces.

"Nigga you ugly!" Swae exclaimed and they both started laughing. This is what he missed so much. He just couldn't wait to spend time with his best friend.