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Chapter 8- Fuck With You

Jade.

 "My mama is coming over...She wants to see you " I told Danny. He decided that we were going to cook dinner together and chill out in the garden. "When is she supposed to be here?" He asked stirring the spaghetti as I rolled more meatballs. "In like thirty minutes." I told him, and I heard him smack his lips.

  "I wish you would have told me that before we started cooking." He scolded me and I rolled my eyes at him. "I wish you would have to--" I started to mock him silently but stopped when I saw him looking at me. I couldn't do nothing but laugh. "Yeah you thought you was slick, big head ass." He laughed playfully hitting my ass with the towel around his neck.

  "Stop! Ugly ass fucking noodle head." I whined hitting him in the back of his head which resulted in us play fighting and almost burning the food. "Okay, forreal. We gotta finish cooking." He sighed happily placing a kiss on my lips.

  We had been kissing and making out a lot lately, but we still haven't made it official. "One more for good luck." He smiled trying to kiss me again, but I pulled away and smirked at his screwed up facial expression.

  "What you need luck for when you have me?' I kissed his cheek and went back to my meatballs. "Because I don't actually have you." I heard him mumble, but I decided not to reply. It had been almost a month since our talk and we grew way closer.

  He easily became my best friend. You know how for some people it takes months for them to decide if they're best friends? That's not how it is with us. A best friend isn't who you've known the longest, it's the one who walked into your life and said or showed you to be more specific, that they are here for you no matter what.

  That's what he's done. I've had a few rough nights these past few weeks and he's been here for me the whole time. Especially with my mom getting sicker. Once she's gone I don't know who else I'll have besides Kim. So I know that I need his support.

  I know that he wants to be more than friends but he's cool being best friends for now. And I think it low-key turns him on when I call him best friend. Or it makes him super happy, but he has this gangster image to uphold so he doesn't admit it.

  "Im sorry best friend." I pouted, but I was really just being a brat. He was standing over the stove finishing the spaghetti, not facing me. "I'm not gone look at you." He told me still looking at the food. "Why not?" I asked finishing my meatballs and wrapping my arms around his waist from behind and resting my head on his back being sure to keep pouting.

  "Because I know what face you making and it's not gone work this time."

  Which was a lie cause it works every time. But if he wanted to act that way, "Okay." In point two seconds my voice was back to normal and I pulled away from him. I heard him smack his lips and knew he really had a attitude. "Why you act so much like me? All in yo feelings and shit." I laughed, he turned around and smirked at me.

  "Ima get yo ass back, just know that." He said with a sly grin plastered onto his freakishly handsome face. "What did I even do?!" I playfully yelled and he shrugged. "Fucking with my emotions and shit." He said which was good enough reason, but still.

  "Okay. I'll stop all of my flirting." I bargained and watched humorously as his eyes turned to saucers. "Hold up, I didn't say all of that now."

I already knew that that's not what he wanted. I was just teasing him, like always. "So you want me to keep playing with your feelings?" I asked and he smirked. "So you admit that you're playing with my emotions?" He asked and I immediately shook my head no. I can see why he would think that but, "Not on purpose...you're just too damn irresistible." I smiled pecking his lips softly.