~...Can you tell the difference...?~
"I want--," Harley thought long and hard while staring at the menu.
"ColdStone here and at home have the same things," I whispered in her ear becoming slightly aggravated since the few people behind us looked impatient.
"Strawberry with sprinkles," Harley finally answered.
The worker began to scoop up her order.
It took her that long to only come up with that?
"And you ma'am?" The worker asked as I observed how pretty Naomi looked when the sun from the window hit the side of her cheek.
"The chocolate and Oreo ice cream in the waffle bowl. I only want walnuts, chocolate syrup, and whipped cream," she replied looking at me.
"What?" I asked as they passed me Harley's order.
"Quit staring at me."
"I'm not--" I objected as I realized that I had been staring at her deeply for a while.
So long I didn't even know she placed her order in.
"Yes you are," Naomi smirked grabbing her ice cream and joining Harley at the table in the far back corner.
We wanted to be out the way of everyone else so we could have peace.
"You can give me the brownie sundae with no whipped cream and two cherries," I held up two fingers.
I put in my order before the waiter even asked. He nodded and accepted the 23 dollars I handed him.
"Keep the change," I smiled as I walked off with my dessert to join them at the table.
I sat in the booth next to Naomi. She seemed to not mind.
Harley was talking Naomi to death about hair.
"Daddy does my hair when I'm with him," she said licking her spoon clean.
"Can he do hair?" Naomi asked with a laugh.
Harley looked at me and kissed her teeth,"He's ok. He pulls my hair too tight sometimes and it makes my head hurt. Then my puffs be uneven."
I squinted my eyes at her,"I thought you said that I slayed your hair."
Harley giggled," I don't want to hurt your feelings."
"It's too late," I fake cried as I ate my sundae.
Naomi laughed,"Maybe he'll get better one day."
"Or you could do it?" Harley's eyes lit up.
"Naomi can't do your hair, Harley."
"Why not?" She crossed her arms.
"Cause...cause she--she doesn't live with us and she goes to work in the mornings and..."
"She can come to live at Grandma Ann's house. She can sleep with you like mommy used to do," Harley suggested playing with her curls.
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L O U I S V I L L E || A Bryson Tiller Story
FanfictionAfter Bryson's first love--who is also his baby's mother--decides to divorce him, he returns back to his home town in Louisville, Kentucky to clear his head and get back to the basics with his music. The last thing on his mind is getting into anoth...
