twenty-five

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ALYSSAS POV

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sammy was standing there smiling. "hey" i said "hey you look, amazing" i was just wearing a comfy outfit but accepted the compliment. "thanks"

"ready to go?" he asked "what, i thought we were going to stay here?" he nodded and explain that we're going to a picnic with his family.

i walk to my door, but sammy beat me to it. "ladies first" i laugh and got in. he jogged to the other side and he started up the car.

i turned the radio on and 'Don't by Bryson Tiller' it just started and i started to sing to it.

"don't,
don't play with her
don't be dishonest,
aye, still not understanding its logic
aye, im back and im better
i want you bad as ever
don't let me just lay down
i wanna give you better
baby it's whatever,
somebody gotta step up
and someone is someone next up,
be damned if i let you them catch up
its easy to see that your fed up
im on a whole other level
girl he dont only fucked you over cause you let him
fuck them girl i guess you didn't know any better
girl that man didn't show you any effort
do all i can to show you your special
certain its your love that holds me together
lately you say he been killin the vibe
gotta be sick of this guy
pull up skurt, get in the ride
left hand is steering, the other is gripping your thigh
light up a spliff and high
shawty you you deserve what you've been missin
lookin at you thinking he must be trippin
play this song for him just listen."

i really like this song, i looked over to sammy who was smiling. "what?" i asked him.

"nothing just, that song, those lyrics, do you mean them?"

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love that song too, i mean those lyrics..its like he sung them from me.

-Jasmine

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