We Need To Talk

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That talk with Morris yesterday really got to me because I found myself knocking on Prince's door around six in the morning.

"What the hell are you doing? It's six o clock." Prince stated when he opened the door. The moment I saw him my knees went weak. He's wearing this black tank top, leaning against the doorframe. A sudden urge to jump him and take him right here shot through my body. I started staring at his arms. I shook the thought out my head and refocused to the reason I was there.

"Are you just using me?" I asked. Prince looked at me, confused.

"Huh?" he asked, looking really tired. I walked into his hallway and turned around, so I was facing him.

"I'm not some little toy that you can fuck around with. If you using me please stop. I don't have time for it. I'm not just a bootycall. " I rambled on and Prince ran a hand through his hair and yawned loudly cutting me off.

"Babe, can we please talk about this another time. Like, in five hours, when I get up?" He walked past me and headed to his bedroom. Did he just call me babe? My heart fluttered but i shook off the feeling to follow him. When I got to his room, I had a coughing fit. He had lavender candles all around the room.

"You have these candles burning when you're sleeping?" I asked waving my hand in front of my face.

"Yup." He got into his bed and laid down. I looked over at him and shook my head.

"Prince?" I sighed. Prince sighed and got up.

"Whatever it is we can talk later." He sounded annoyed.

I jumped in the bed and made a loud whining noise.

" Later mama. Alright?" He kissed me on the temple sleepily and flopped down on the bed. I nodded and walked back out to his hallway. There wasn't really any use in leaving if I was going to come back in a few hours to figure out what was going on between us. I walked into his kitchen and opened the fridge. There was no meat whatsoever. I rummaged around in my bag and found my phone.

"Hannah? Hi it's Jasmyn."

"Girl, it's six in the morning. Why are you even up?! More importantly why aren't you here, in the damn bed."

"I'm at Prince's. Is he a vegetarian too?" I asked.

"I dunno, let me just get my trusty Prince fun facts sheet out." I nodded, and then I remembered I was on the phone and she wouldn't have seen that.

"Okay, thanks." I said.

"Jasmyn I'm being sarcastic. Dumbass."

"You went to school with him." I reminded her.

"Yes well some things I just know alright? You learn these kinds of things when you socialize with a person instead of just fuck them." she chuckled sleepily.

"WE DO SOCIALIZE." I yelled.

"Jasmyn! Shut the hell up!" Prince hollered from his bedroom.

"I'll call you back later." I looked back at the fridge and frowned at myself. Why am I even concerned about his diet at 6 in the morning? I asked myself. I took the water out and poured myself a glass.

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