She was walked across the street from where I was, pacing back & forth as she talked on her phone. She looked mad, her face was turning red.
"YOU ALWAYS DO THIS!" I read her lips. "I DON'T EVEN CARE ANYMORE! ..... FUCK YOU, WE'RE OVER!" She hung up & looked over at me. I smiled politely. She sent me one back.
All through my class, I couldn't help but wonder what Y/n was so upset about. Rumor around campus is that she's dating a collage dude, but no one's ever seen him. Personally, I don't see Y/n hooking up with a collage dude. Niggas don't care bout shit but frat parties & fucking.
"STOP CALLING ME WILLIAM!" I heard someone yell. I turned around to Y/n standing at her locker. "I DON'T CARE WHO DID WHAT! YOU FUCKED HER!" She sniffled. "THAT'S THE FIFTH TIME YOU'VE CHEATED ON ME, I'M DONE WITH YOU!" She hung up. I walked over & leaned on the lockers.
"You cool?" I asked. She looked over at me & smiled softly.
"Yeah..."
After school let out, I walked Y/n home. She really cool, she knows what she wants & she not afraid to go get it.
"Thanks for walking me home....." She dragged a bit. I chuckled.
"Trevor." I smiled.
"Fits you.." She smiled back, then kissed my cheek. "Thanks again." She walked into her house.
I think I'm in love...
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Simmons - Jackson Fantasies
FantasyShort Stories/Imagines about Diggy and Russy Simmons & Trevor Jackson ! Enjoy ;) © 2016 All Rights Reserved