Dillyn Troy Imagines

|1-Best Friend|

" TROY" I yelled loudly as I entered my best friends house, carrying bags from Foot Locker.

" If Ya' Don't Shut Yo' Loud Ass Up" Troy yelled from upstairs. " Shit. Yo' Ass Louda' Than Meh Ya' Heard Meh"

" Nobody's Louder Than You Best Friend" I said.

" No My Nigga" He said jogging down the stairs. " Ya' Are"

" You Bein' Rude As Hell To Me And I Just Went On A Shopping Spree For You" I said pulling off my sun glasses and looking at him.

" Ooo Shit!" He exclaimed, going for one of the bags. " Whatchu Get Fa' A Nigga? See That's Why Ya' Ma' Best Muthafuckin' Friend-"

" Ah Ah Ah" I said popping his hand. " You Wanna Apologize For What You Said To Me Like Two Seconds Ago"

" Hell Nah" He said. " I Ain't Say Shit Ya' Ain't Already Heard From A Nigga Befo'"

I grabbed the bags and walked towards the door.

" Guess Ima Just Take This Back" I said. " Ol' Unappreciative Ass"

" Wait Hol' The Hell Up" He said grabbing my arm. " Chill"

" I Am Chill Lil' Nigga" I said. " You Bein' Rude As Fuck To Me So Ima Take This Shit Back. You The One Need To Chill"

" Alright I'm Sorry" He said. " Just Lemme See What Ya' Bought Meh'."

I looked at him and he smiled wide. I rolled my eyes and placed the bags on the couch and then slapped him on the back of his head.

" Don't Keep Bein' Rude To Me Troy" I said. " I'll Tell Yo' Mama And Blake"

" Blake Ain't Gon' Do Shit" He mumbled as he grabbed a bag and sat down.

I raised my eyebrows and pulled my phone out of my pocket.

" Lemme Call Her" I said and he looked up and grabbed my phone out of my hand.

" I's Just Playin" He said, smiling and putting my phone in his pocket.

" The Fuck Are You Doing?" I asked.

" Keepin' Yo' Phone" He said as he pulled out a Jordan box and opened it. " Ooo! These Clean! How Ya' Know I Wanted These?"

I looked at him and made a face.

" You Musta Forgot I Was Yo' Best Friend Huh" I said sitting down next to him. " That You Talk To Me Everyday"