Mindless Love ( A Mindless Behavior Fan-Fiction )

Ray & Cassie

Mindless Love chapter 2:

*Ray's POV*

**Two weeks later**

Ray & Cassie

I'm really happy that Jazmyn and Prince are finally official but I'm getting sick and fucking tired of him talking about her! That's all he does anymore! Like foreal, how whipped can a nigga get?

I sighed and walked out of his house to let the other boys here about his shit. I walked to the end of the street to the park and pulled out my cigarettes. Yes, I smoke but only when I'm really irritated or upset about something and as you know Prince is annoying the fucking life outta me.

I dug through my pockets searching for my lighter but gave up once I realised I forgot it at Prince's house. I was just about to put my cigarette away when a hot pink lit lighter burned the tip. I slowly turned to my side to see a beautiful girl standing and smoking a pink cigarette. She had her long chocolate brown hair in a ponytail, a black YMCMB sweatshirt on with a gold chain, some plain black leggings showing off her nice ass perfectly and some black UGG boots on since it was winter and there was snow on the ground.

She turned and smiled at me while blowing smoke in the air around the same time I did. "Cassie." She faced forward again. "Rayan." I smiled. She deeply inhaled her smoke as she slowly blew out ringlets. That was just some too sexy shit right there. I did the same thing as I started to unwind.

"I know who you are. Your from that group of fine singing niggas right?" I laughed as I blew out another puff of smoke. "Yeah, I guess I am." "So why you out here? Where the other fine kids?" "Where your friends at boo?" "I asked you first." She teased as she turned to me with a smile. We both laughed a little at the fact that we're talking like we know each other.

"Your alright, Rayan." She giggled. "You are too, Cassie." I smiled. "So, why do you smoke? You're only like 15 right? What made you start so young?" Cassie asked a lot of questions but you could tell that she was just curious by the look in her eyes. "Stress, 17, and I started when I was 16." She nodded understandingly and blew out another puff. "What about you, huh? Answer your own questions." I smiled at her as she thought.

"Well, I smoke because it keeps me calm. I just turned 16 a week ago and I started when I was 14." we both smoke some more until the cigarette hit bottom and we dropped them in the snow. We exchanged numbers and talked until about midnight which was crazy because we started talking at 8. We learned almost everything about each other like birthdays, favorite colors, favorite movies, and stuff like that.

Cassie was the chillist chick I've met in a while and I wanted to see her again so I made her promise we could chill again sometime and maybe smoke some other stuff.

I know I just met her but could I already like her?