"Leah, stop playing, gimme my phone." August reaches behind me.
"No, you won't stay off of it." I pout.
"I will. Na' give it back." He reaches for it again.
"No. I cut my phone off, now you gotta cut yours off." I shake my head at him.
"I'm doin' somethin' important! Na' gimme my phone." He shouts. I sigh and hand him the phone. I cross my arms over my chest and look out the apartment window. "Thank you."
After about ten minutes, August pokes my side. "Leah." He sings.
"What?" I huff, swatting his hands away.
"I know you not mad at me."
"Talk to your little girlfriend." I roll my eyes.
"Ohh." He winces, chuckling afterwards. "That right thea' sound like jealousy to me."
"I'm not jealous of anyone."
"It's okay, admit it. You jealous."
"Haha, you're so funny." I laugh dryly.
"It wasn't my 'little girlfriend'." He puts quotations around 'little girlfriend.'
"Okay." I don't look at him, I stay looking out the window.
"Leah." He grabs my arm.
"What, August?" I ask.
"I'm sorry."
"Okay."
"Look at me." He turns my hand so I'm facing him. "I said sorry."
"And I said okay."
"Nah, you betta' say you forgive me. My little heart can't take it if you don't." He says dramatically.
I laugh, "Fine. I forgive you."
"Great. Lemme go get your gift na'." He stands up, right as there is a knock on the door. "Can you get that?"
"Yeah." I nod, standing up.
"Thank ya, love." He pecks my cheek.
"Welcome."
I get the door, seeing someone who looks similar to August. "Hello." I smile politely.
"Hey. Um, August live here?" He asks.
"Who are you?" I ask. I can't just tell everyone where August lives. What if he doesn't want them to know?
"Travis. I'm his brotha'." The guy answers. He didn't look like the guy I saw in the photo.
"Um, hold on a second." I grab my phone from my pocket and text Aug.
To: Aug
Do you have a brother named Travis? -2:15pm
From: Aug
Yea. Why? -2:16pm
And why you texting me? -2:17pm
To: Aug
Because he's here and I didn't know if you wanted him to know you live here or not. -2:18pm
From: Aug
lol, let him in. -2:19pm
"Come in." I pocket my phone, stepping aside.
He chuckles and steps inside. "Thank ya'." He nods, looking around. "Nice place."
"It's all August." I laugh.
"Where he at?" Travis asks.
"Um, somewhere. August!" I yell.
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We Started As Friends (August Alsina)
FanfictionSixteen year old Jaleah(Juh-Lee-Uh) Makayla Diaz lives in Los Angles and is in her second year of high school. While others are looking for their high school romance, she's staying in the books. School first, boys last. Of course she's friends with...
