Love Robbery

11

"Okay so I was wrong? But that's because I didn't want you to get hurt. You my nigga"

"Aw whatever T." I push her. We laugh" nah. Thank you though. I really like her. It's got to the point where my stomach starts feeling a certain way when I see her. I think I'm Inlove with her yo." Trini looks at me in awe. Mocking me.

"Fuck you. But I'm serious yo. I love her."

"Tell her."

"Why would I do that? She might think I'm wierd. We've only been dating for 3 months"

"So if that's how you feel, That's how you feel kid." I shrug my shoulders.

"Hey baby. Hey Trini." I hear my girl's beautiful voice along with Dre's own. I turn with a smile. There goes that feeling again. She kisses my lips. Dre does the same to Trini.

"What were y'all talking bout?" Dre said wrapping his arm around T's shoulder.

"Oh nothing but I should be asking you and Lela the same thing." Trini smiles.

"Oh nothing." Dre smirks. I look at Lela and she smirks as well. Let me find out.

Lela's pov:
We didn't do anything bad. We were just talking. I told him that I actually am really happy. This can't get any better. I told Dre that I loved Travis. He told me to tell him. But I thought he'd think I'm to clingy.

We were all walking to the parking lot.
"Bae, we going to get some food. You coming?" I nod.

I ride with Travis while Trini rides with Dre. Travis holds my hand with one hand while the other was on the steering wheel. I feel him looking at me. I look at him and he looks away with a smile.
"What?" I laugh.

"What?" He laughs.

"What are you looking at?"

"How beautiful you are." I look down.

"Thanks babe." I lean over and kiss his cheek. "now focus on the road" I lean back in my seat.

"So are you gonna tell me what your and Dre were talking about."

"Yeah." I look over to see him smile hard. "After you tell me what you and Trini were talking about." His smile drops.

"Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaabe." He cries. I laugh and reach for the nob the the radio.

"I got 2 phones. One for the plug and One for the load. I got 2 phones. One for females and one for dough." I sang along with the song.

"Think I need two more. Line bumping. I'm ring ring ringing, count money while they're ring ring ringing, trap jumping, I'm ring ring ringing." We sang along on in unison.

"You need to stop hanging out with me."

"Nope."