Valentine's Girl (A Ray Ray Love Story)

Chapter 26

What do I do for you to even notice me 

See me tryin to hard to win your heart  

Did I hurt you all that bad?  

Been two years and you're still mad  

Shawty tell me  

Never did I feel this way before  

So many dimes I've been through never thought Cupid had a bow for me  

'Til the day you passed my mama's door  

I didn't really mean to hurt you baby  

So won't you please come back? 

(Dru Hill/ If I Could)

---------- Ray ---------- 

While Z had gotten some sleep, I was thinking of ways to ask her on a date. Even though she wants to still be friends. I think I hurt her so bad 2 years ago that she won't trust me like she used to. And I was an idiot for having sex with Khera while she explains her feelings to me and I told her I felt the same way. I caught a glimpse of her sleeping. She looked like an angel. I grabbed my phone and took a picture of her. I posted it on Instagram. And I wrote a caption.

I cannot explain how much I love this girl. She means so much to me. We might still be friends but one day, we might be more than that. She's my angel, my friend but mostly my LOVER (Possibly). I HOPE!

 

I posted it the comment and closed my app. I went to my bunk to do some Algebra homework. I was on question 14 when Prod came. "What you doing?" he asks. "Homework," I told him.

"Surprise," he said.

"Hey I'm smart."

"Whatever. So how's you and Z?" he asks.

I sighed and closed my book.

"I don't know. She just wants to be friends after that incident two years ago," I explained to him.

"What incident?"

"Well two years ago I broke up with Khera because she was bullying Z and I saw it on my own. I finally believed Z since I thought she was lying and wanted me and Khera to break up. Then she told me how she felt about me and I told her I felt the same way. Then she asked me to help her pack because Walter wanted to sign her. So when I didn't show up to her house she walked on me and Khera having sex. But Khera came to my door with a black robe on and some black heels. Then I answered the door and there she was. She relieved a purple lingerie which looked so good on her. Then she hypnotized me upstairs to my bedroom and then she gave me head. And yada, yada, yada, bla, bla, bla," I said.

"Well. Aren't you a dumba**," Prod said.

"What?" I said.

"How could you choose Khera over Zendaya?" he asks me.

"You never even seen her," I told him.  

"Okay show me."

I went on my Facebook, pulled up Khera's page and clicked her profile pic.

"Still a dumba**," he said.

Then Zendaya came in rubbing her eyes.

"Hey guys."

""Wassup Z. Good nap?" Prod asked her.

"The best. I had a good dream where I was living in a world full of candy and unicorns," she said.

"That is stupid. A dream is when you have cheerleaders and hot wings," Prod said.

"Whatever Prod," she said.

Zendaya came and sat by me.

"Now I'm hungry. I'm going to get some chicken nuggets," Prod said and left.

"Zendaya can I ask you a question?" I asked her.

"Sure."

"When we land in Milwaukee, do you want to hang out or something," I asked her while stuttering. I was sweating so hard that I could've swam in my own sweat.

"Sure Ray, but next time, be more confident," she said. Then she kissed me on my cheek and left.

One more level to the lips.