Caught Up

Chapter 9

*Brooklyn*

Next morning I woke up in a foreign bed. I had to think... where the fuck was I? But I then realized I was still at Ty's house. I went in his bathroom and looked around for a toothbrush. Found a brand new one. Still in the pack in all. I'm pretty sure he had it for when one of his thots came over.

Anyways I jumped in the shower. I was in there for a good 10 minutes when I heard footsteps. It had to be Ty. Next thing you know this nigga pounding on the shower door.

Even though I was prepared for it, I still slipped and busted my ass. The water was splashing all up in my face and he wasn't doing nothing about it. Just staring.

"Damn girl."

"Nigga is you going help me or just stare?! Hand me a towel!" I yelled.

He ran to the room and grabbed me one. He finally turned the water off and helped me up. I snatched the towel out of his hands and wrapped it around me.

"Why you do that? I was enjoying that view." he exclaimed.

My ankle was hurting and all he was worried about was seeing me naked. Which I wasn't ready for him to do. I was type mad. I stormed into his room and grabbed something to wear out of the bags I got yesterday. I don't remember bringing them up last night. Hell I don't even remember bringing myself up.

"Baby I'm sorry. I heard something upstairs and I just wanted to come check on you. But I ain't think I would scare you that bad." he said sitting down next to me.

"You accept my apology?"

I groaned. He leaned over and gave me a kiss on my cheek. I really wasn't feeling it. Then he gave me a kiss on my lips. He used his tongue as a plead for an entrance. We sat there making out for at least 2 or 3 minutes. He bit my bottom lip softly and told me the least he could do was make me breakfast in bed. And that was the smartest thing I heard his ass say all morning.

I turned on the t.v. and started watching Spongebob. I knew Ty would have something sarcastic to say when he saw what I was watching. But did I give a fuck? Heeeellll no.

About 30 minutes later he came upstairs with a tray that had orange juice, eggs, waffles, bacon, and a ice pack for my ankle.

"There you go lil thug."

"Mhmmm thank you."

After I smashed the food we spent the day cuddled up watching movies. Finishing what we started last night.

He took me home since tomorrow was Monday and I had to at least see my mom before I spent the rest of the week at his house.

"Do I get a kiss?" he asked pulling up in my driveway.

Once again we made out like we did earlier. But this time he was touching and squeezing me gently. He started kissing on my neck until I stopped him. This was not the time or place. Plus my mom was standing in the door trying to see who's BMW that was.

"Goodnight. Text me when you make it home." I said getting out of the car.

"I gotchu." He yelled pulling off. I was pretty sure after only knowing him a little while, I was starting to get attached.

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