ride. ( dreezy & 21 savage )

21) Savage

(Yes, that's Imani |4/2/17| I decided to put in three pictures just to give you a different view)

Seandrea Sledge:

I was sitting here, trying to guess what Shayaa had apparently mumbled. "Tell me." I said.

"Okay, fine. I was muttering that song Caroline under my breath. The little bad thing part." He said.

"So apparently, this is whatchu saying; I'm a bad thing, fine as hell, thick as fuck, oh my god, I'm your baby." I said.

"Basically." He said.

"Awe." I said, hugging him.

Shayaa smiled. "Okay, I take back what I said about you sounding like a gang bang cowboy." I said. Then I realized I hadn't said that to him. Fuck.

"What?"

"Nothing." I said.

"I told you, now you tell me." Shayaa said.

"Fine. I said you sound like a gang bang cowboy." I said.

"What the hell?" Shayaa said.

"I know, I know." I said.

I put my head on his chest. "I like chilling with you." I said.

"Good to know." Shayaa said.

"Well." I said.

Shayaa's phone rang. "Hello?" Shayaa said.

"... I already said ion want you no more... well that's on you... nah.... get the fuck, stop calling me. Don't bother me anymore... no..." Shayaa hung up on the person while they were in mid-sentence.

"Everything okay?" I asked.

"You gotta go, Dre. I'll call you later." Shayaa said.

He walked me out, leaving my questions unanswered. When I got back to my crib, I checked my phone, which I had left. Hakeem had left me a message.

Hey Dre

I teetered over ignoring it and replying. Nothing wrong with a little friendly gesture.

Hey Hakeem

It wasn't long, maybe five minutes when Hakeem texted back.

U busy?

No, why?

I just wanted to take you out somewhere or something, if that's cool with u

I hesitated. Friendly gestures... awe shit.

I guess so

iight ima hit up your crib @ 2

If he was picking me up at two, I had 45 minutes to get ready.

(What time is it where y'all at, I heard that DC was a hour behind Illinois. It's 7:16 in Springfield where I'm at)

I got in the shower and put on a black leather (ish) sweatshirt, black jeans and black and gold 12's.

I did whatever to my hair (well, not whatever, I just brushed it down) and I was done by the time Hakeem got outside.

"Hey." I said getting into the car.

"Hey." Hakeem said.

"Don't get any ideas." I said.

"I wasn't--"

"I'm just letting you know before you think I put my walls down for anybody." I said.