First Love [EDITING]

3 ❤ Jealous?

Nazr

"I lost my virginity by Ahmad"

"Ahmad who?" I questioned to get clarification.

"Ahmad Westbrooks goofy"

"How long have you been knowing him "?

"Since I was 5"

"So y'all like real close"

"Yes we are, stop asking me all these questions!" Starr said. She walked in the kitchen to finish making the food. I soon followed behind to help out. Together we added the rotini noodles, cut up the chicken and added the Alfredo sauce and stuck the mozzarella cheese on top and put it in the oven. "So, are you and Ahmad like real close"? She asked me.

"I mean like we've known each other since we were fourteen years old. So yeah we close"

We were standing in the kitchen , just staring at each other, she was leaning against the counter looking beautiful as hell. "Starr , you're gorgeous as hell girl"

"Thanks" she said showing off her dimples with her huge ass smile.

"Stop staring at me" she yelled at me jokingly

"I can't your just so gorgeous" I smiled at her

"Well , why thank you sir"

"Your welcome" I walked up to her, she looked up at me, her eyes look like they were telling me to kiss her but her facial expression was saying something else. I looked down and her short ass and I lifted her chin up to where she could see me. I leaned in but stopped , a few centimeters from her lips, she didn't stop me she just looked me in my eyes. I leaned in some more until our lips met, we into it when she added her tongue we had the most passionate kiss ever. After awhile she pushed me away, ending the kiss.

Starr

We just kissed. I knew that I looked calm for a tomato but on the inside I was screaming. When we kissed it was pure sparks. His soft ass lips on my lips, felt so good. I added my tongue, I don't know why but it just felt so right. But then after awhile, I pushed him away, because I barely know anything about this boy, I don't know what he's about, all I knew was what he told me. But he seem cool, I felt deep down I could trust him, and I have the most trust issues ever. I was more than feeling him and maybe this could lead to something more than just us being friends. I didn't know, all I knew was that I loved his lips on mine and I would like for him to kiss me again.

After our kiss we just stood there in silence, so he broke the silence by clearing my throat and saying "So" he chuckled. He was so cute.

"So um you ready to eat?" I asked feeling slightly embarrassed

"Yeah, I'm starving ma" he replied. I got plates out the cabinet and made our plates, we ate in the living room and watched this one movie on Netflix called Beyond The Lights. It was a good movie but Nazr really seemed to be enjoying the food because he kept saying how A1 it was. After we smashed our food we decided to finish telling each other about ourselves. I found out he lives with his mom and she's 48, she's mixed with white , German and Japanese and his dad was black so he gets his good hair from alot of places. I told him my mom is Black and Asian with Indian , and my dad was just black. I considered myself a blasian on some days but it didn't really matter, I looked like an average lightskin female.

He also told me that he finished high school and he was going to college when he got his money right. His mom was rich though. He told me alot more that made me feel close to him. I told him I finished high school also and I was going to hair school, (community college) but haven't went back in over a month so I had to start all over. My mother had money and she was a lawyer. But I also told him that I hadn't talked to her since I moved out. She always treated me different and when I moved out, all hell broke lose. She wanted me to stay with her, but I'm grown it was time for me to leave the nest. She only wanted me there to control me, who gives an eighteen year old a curfew. We sat making conversation until about nine o'clock that night.