She's Too Young.. (A Ray Ray Love Story)

Chapter Four

A few weeks passed and Ray and I weren't together.. But we weren't together. We had been in that 'really liking each other/wanting to date/talking' stage for about a month.

Jackson didn't expect anything, or at least I don't think he did.

One thing I didn't like is how Ray and I could just be texting and for like 3 hours, nothing. He said he had to handle some 'business'. I swear Jackson was a drug dealer. It made me so mad to think that, and to think Ray was doing it too.

This night in particular, I was at Ray's apartment. He had a nice apartment, it wasn't small. He had about 3 bedrooms. Why? I don't know, only he was there, maybe he just wanted the space to be filled, who knows.

We both laid on his bed watching some movie that had came on whatever channel was on. But I don't think we were that into it by the way we were talking.

He wrapped his arm lazily around my shoulder, pulling me a tad bit closer to him, which I loved in all honesty.

"Yo brother's gon' kill us if he found out we were talkin'." he mentioned as the movie came to a end.

"I know." I sighed. "But it just might be worth it." I smiled towards him.

He lightly chuckled before turning my face to his. "I might be worth it?" he asked.

"Depends." I slyly replied.

"On what?"

"If we're dating or not..." I stated. "Are we?"

"I kinda thought we were.. You thought we weren't?"

"I don't know, we never talking about stuff like that and you didn't seem like the type to talk to a girl like that or asked her would she go out or something."

"You not just any girl, you know." he said, glancing towards me. "You different."

"I'd like to think so." I said, bringing my face to his and planting a kiss on his lips. I always found myself kissing him when we were alone. We'd talk, then start making out. As far as Jackson knew, I was either at work, or at a friend from work's house.

I pulled away from the kiss after a minute or two and just looked at him. "So, we've been dating for a month?" I asked. He lightly bit his bottom lip and nodded his head. "Wait, so I've had a boyfriend for a month and I ain't eeen know?" I asked confused.

He chuckled. "Come here girl." he said before bringing our lips to each other and kissing me. I really liked kissing him, probably because for a year I hadn't kissed anyone except that fuck nigga I lost my virginity to.

I found myself climbing on top of him, which in my case, was the obvious thing to do. I wasn't just gonna lay there making out with him forever.

His hands glided their way down my thighs, gripping them before he started to caress them, making me giggle under the kiss. After a minute or two, my hands began to roam up his shirt, making him abruptly stop me.

"What?" I asked, sitting up confused. He'd never stopped me before..

"We can't.." he said under his breath.

"Can't kiss? Ray, we kiss all the time." I scoffed. "Maybe I should go home. It's almost 6 anyway." I said, going to get off of him, but he stopped me.

"That's not what I'm talking about. Abrial, we can't have sex."

"Who said I was tryna have sex with you, Ray? The only person talkin' bout sex is you."