Meek's POV
"Um, well actually..." She trailed off.
She bit her lip nervously and by her doing that, I knew something was up. "Nevermind you don't have to. You can just watch me." I said to her not wanting to make her do whatever she was so skeptical about.
"Ard, lil snitch, I'll hit you later." I told Omelly and he laughed. "Ian no snitch, I just had to tell your girlfriend what was up." I scoffed and looked down at Nicki.
"Oh gosh," She blushed and covered her face with her phone. I smiled at that. "Come on." I told her and grabbed her hand.
Half way at the gym, I noticed the motion of our hands swinging with eachothers, sped up. I looked down at Nicki to see her staring up at me with her lips pressed together causing her dimples to show.
"Can I help you shawty?"
"Nope. Not at all." She said. "You've gotten much taller."
"Word?" She nod. "You probably just shrunk." She smacked her teeth.
"It's probably because we haven't seen eachother in awhile." She nodded at my more reasonable reason. "Yeah. That's more than likely the reason."
"You looking a lil thick, ma." I looked down at her. She laughed and did a little twerk. "Oop, don't tell me that." She stuck out her tounge.
"Stop before somebody see you doing that shit." I smacked her butt. "Oh. I forgot how jealous you can get." She said smirking, trying to get a reaction out of me.
"Whatever." My phone vibrated in my hand.
"Hello?" I answered the call that was interrupting our moment.
"Hey, Robert. I was hoping you weren't in class and my call disturbed you." My mom voice came through the phone and I put her on speaker.
"Nawl. I just got outta my last class for today. I'm actually headed to the gym now."
"Oh okay. You getting back into playing ball more?"
"Yeah, Nicki's making me go." I told her and Nicki chuckled and slightly bumped into me. "She's right here, ma."
"Hi, mama Kathy!" Nicki yelled loud enough for my mom to hear.
"Damn girl," I nudged her. "All in my ear." She rolled her eyes.
"Watch ya damn mouth." My mom snapped. Nicki laughed at that.
"Hi, Nicki, sweetheart. How are you?" I could hear the joy in my mom's voice from speaking to her.
"I'm good and you?" They talked for awhile.
IN THE GYM
"Your layups needs some work." Nicki told me and I stared at her.
"What? I'm only being honest." She shrugged me off.
"I know." I sat down on the court floor after wiping the beads of sweat from my forehead.
"Tired?" She asked standing over me. I nodded. "You're a punk." She told me, talking shit.
In a quick move, I wrapped my arms around the both of her legs and her feet left the floor, She squealed loud as fuck and it echoed through the empty gym.
I lowered her body so that she was sitting in my lap. I heard her giggle before climbing off of my lap.
She sat right in front of me with a nervous smile. "I don't want anyone walking in and seeing us like that." She said the reason why she moved from my lap.
