"I love you."
"I love you, too!"
"Well, start acting like it," is what I wanted to text back. Although, my brain said "Don't reply!" I did, anyways. I could never deny my love for Avery. He is my everything. Though, he treats me like one of his little hoes when it comes down to our love. Can't he see that we're meant to be together?
I laid in my bed, staring at my ceiling. Why am I always last to his hoes. Even after discovering our love for one another, he still treats me like a hoe when it comes to love. When we're hanging out, and one of his little hoes call him, he will leave me to be with them.
Knock, Knock
"Who is it?" I yelled. "Girl, open this damn door!" Avery yelled. I lazily arose from my comfortable bed to the cold, hardwood floor. "Hurry up!" He yelled, getting impatient. I unlocked my room door to see Avery standing there looking sexier than ever. "Are you going to let me in?" "No!" I replied, getting fed up with his smart mouth.
He pushed me aside and walked in, locking the door behind him. "Let's watch a movie, I'm bored!" He said, while searching through Netflix. "Okay." I didn't understand why he was here, though. He was just texting me and he didn't say anything about coming over here.
"What made you stop by?" I looked at him, questioning. "I can't stop by to see my number one everything?" "I guess, but you didn't say anything about coming." "I wanted to surprise you, ugly!" "Whatever."
I laid back in his arms. Being held by Avery did something to me, physically and emotionally. I wish I could call him all mine. Though, cuddling with him was nothing new. Avery and I had been friends since eighth grade summer. We've always cuddled up together. During our senior year of high school, we both confessed our love for one another. After our confession, we shared a passionate kiss.
Our moment ended, due to one of his hoes calling him. I couldn't stand the fact that he would even think about sleeping with the women who threw themselves at him. Then again, he's always been a ladies man. Even in middle school, he had every girl going ballistic over him.
His phone broke me out of my thoughts. So much for this moment lasting forever.
"Hello." He answered, enthusiastically. "Mm, what you got on right now?" He said."Give me 10 minutes. I'm on the way!" He replied to one of his hoes. Clearly, she was a hoe. Who calls someone and starts to ask for sex that quick? She didn't sugarcoat anything.
"I'll be back tonight, if that's okay?" He said, sounding kind of shamed that I heard his conversation. "Hell no," is what I wanted to say, but I replied with a simple "okay!"
He kissed my cheek and told me that he loves me. Again, my brain wanted to reply with "yeah, right!" But, my mouth replied with an " I love you, too!"
He walked out my room.
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Promise, My Love
Teen FictionBeing in love with a player can be very stressful and heartbreaking. Especially, when this guy is your best friend and your past comes to haunt you every chance it can. Will her best friend change? Will her past take over her life completely?