I'm Yours | BxB

11.) Down

Would you be down for a young nigga? Would you be down for the boy? Whenever you call, ima come get you It could be all outta town, I'm going. Shawty stayed down for a young nigga. Shawty stayed down for the boy. Never leave my side, not for one minute. Never let you out my life no more. -Skooly

*Mizhano P.O.V*

I woke up the next morning, and looked around. I don't remember driving myself home. I sat up, and looked around my bed for my phone. I lifted up the covers noticing I was just in my underwear. I laid the covers back over my torso, and lifted up my pillow. My phone notification was pinging annoyingly. I threw the covers off of me and looked down on the side of the bed. I could see the light flashing..

I laid on my stomach and stretched to grab the phone. I slid the phone over to me and took a hold of it my hand. " How the fuck you get down there. " I say to the phone as if it were a person. I click the power button, and see a lot of notifications so i guess that's what that annoying ass sound was. I scroll through some of the irrelevant ones going straight to check to see if Roman hit my line. Surprisingly he didn't. We are going to have a chat about that when I see him.

I stand up and go into the bathroom. I quickly cover my nose when I notice throw up still in the toilet. Who the fuck did this shit? I lift my leg and flush it down not looking at it. That shit is nasty. After making sure it was all gone I handle my business. For some reason the morning piss be the best. After I was done I looked in the mirror as I washed my hands. I lathered up my hands, and began to spread the soap over my skin. Unlike some books on Wattpad. I don't only brush my teeth. I do the whole regiment.

After I was done I set the soap back down, and walked out of the bathroom to allow the soap to dry. I walked over to my phone that was now ringing. This better be Roman why he playing. I pick it up and see my boy Varri calling. I shake my head slowly remembering the crazy night we had before.

" Talk to me. " I say, plopping down on the bed.

" Surprised you up. Been calling you all morning. " He says, laughing shortly after.

I facepalm myself. " I was knocked. Last night was crazy. Wassup though? "
" Man... I need my car. My folks tripping. I told them I left it at your house and you know how that goes... "

" They still don't like me? "

" I doubt it. So can you bring it back? " He asks.

I walk over to the window and look out. I didn't see no damn car in the front yard. I knew I wasn't tripping, so I open the blinds completely. The car was not out front. " Yo you sure you gave it to me? "

" Yeah fool. You dropped me off because I was drunk. Remember? "

Shit I was drunk too. " That was dumb. I ain't tell you where I was going? "

" Ion like how you talking nigga... You do have my car right Zhan? " He said, uneasy.

" Nigga you know me... I got to go. Be there soon. " I hung up before he could get another word in edgewise. I tossed my phone and jumped down the stairs. I opened up my door and walked out on the porch. Where the fuck this nigga car at? I intertwined my hands together above my head as I looked around. I know niggas didn't rob me.

I jogged back into the house. I had to find this dude car. I walked into my room and scooped up my phone again. I dialed Roman number because I know I probably spoke to him. The phone rung repeatedly. I hung up and tried again. Again, the phone rung nonstop. I was getting pissed off because I think he avoiding my calls. I tried once more time and got an answer.