"Elle. Take your shower so we can go."
I woke up to see our hotel room bright as ever, but the lights weren't on. It was the sun shining through the blinds.
"It's my birthday and you greet me like that?"
"Come on. I gotta get you something to eat before we go to the mall."
"Ughh. Okay."
........
I finished my bathroom business and came back out. I don't know why, but I'm always horny and seeing Rakim without a shirt put me in my moment. His caramel coloured abs are impeccable.
He's on the couch, sitting down with his phone while it's charging. He didn't even notice I was out the bathroom.
I walked out to him and sat in his lap.
"Damn, girl," he said while moving his phone out the way.
"Can't we just stay here all day?"
"That's what you want?"
I turned to accommodate my lips to his neck. I started to gently tug on it, wanting to rip his skin open by trying to breathe it all in.
"Nah. Stop that shit."
I moved my lips to his' while turning his gaze from his phone to me. I grabbed his bottom lip, wanting to suck it dry.
"I see you in the mood for sucking."
He finally put his phone down.
"Right now, I am."
He couldn't resist putting a smirk on his face when I made that remark.
"So what do you wanna do?"
"Hahaha. Not what I think you're thinking of. I wanna get pizza and watch a movie."
"Okay. I'll go get the pizza while you look for a movie."
"No. I wanna go, too."
"Iight."
He slipped on a t-shirt and we were out the door.
......
"Put Mazzio's in the GPS."
I put it in.
"Go straight."
He pulled out and kept forward.
GPS: "Turn left at 0.25 miles."
He started to turn into the left lane.
"No. It's showing to get in the right lane."
"But it just said left."
"Get over!"
He went back into the right lane.
GPS: You've missed your turn. Make a U-Turn for approximately 0.75 miles.
He got back into the left lane.
"You turn right at that street up there!"
"I'm gonna turn around."
"It's right down there! I see the sign!"
He pulled over to the right too fast. The car behind up hit us roughly and the airbag sprung to life. The head of the car crushed into another car and everything started to move in slow motion.
I blacked out while turning my head over and seeing glass shatter into Rakim's arm, which was shielding his face.
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21
Teen FictionI'm Cherelle but everyone calls me Elle. I'm in the pursuit of being 21 and living a fully legal life. Time for Love, Laughs, and Life Lessons.