Rambo || Bryson Tiller

10

"Bitch stay still."

"It hurt." I whined

"Shut up. Your almost done."

"Why is my dress so short?"

"You want Bryson or what?"

"Yes." I mumbled

"Always wearing that hoodie over your clothes no one would ever know your thick ." She laughed

"I didn't wear it to school yet. So everybody knows."

"That's why Torys trying to get you in his bed."

"Only bed I want to be in is my own."

"And Bryson's. He told me what you said."

"I wanted to see if that would make him love me." I mumbled

"Stop being so nieve. That doesn't ever work don't ever sell yourself like that."

"I'm sorry. I just want him so bad."

"Don't start crying. I just did your makeup." She laughed hugging me

"Thanks Tammy."

"Ready for school?"

"Bryson has my backpack. I kinda left it when I left the other day."

"Stop by and get it. Plus show him what he's missing."

I laughed at hugged her one more time before leaving the house.

I gave myself an assuring glance before pulling into his drive way. I checked my face and lipgloss before getting out and knocking on the door. It swung open revealing Bryson with a bowl of cereal in his hand. He began coughing while staring up at me.

"You okay?" I patted his back

"Yea. I'm fine. Damn." He gasp finally making his way to my face

"My backpack?" I smiled

"Your braces?"

"Gone." I laughed

"Come in."

"We have school."

"Your going like this?"  He motioned to my outfit

"Yeah. Now my backpack." I asked growing impatient

"Umm yeah. Hold on. Come in."

I stepped in and fixed my earrings. He was taking forever upstairs so I made my way up.

"My backpack." I growled finding him in his room

"Rose come here." He said on a serious note

"What?" I asked when I reached him

I stood between his legs as he rested his hands on my hips staring between my lips and my eyes.

"Okay." He said

"Okay what?" I asked honestly confused before he kissed my lips

He moved down to my neck slowly kissing it working his tongue against my skin.

"Wait..."