deja moves from chicago to los angeles, escaping from a troubled time in her life. while in la, she finds herself getting into a young relationship with lucas coly. despite the fact, she has just left an abusive relationship in chicago. will deja be...
2 weeks later... me and khalil have been hanging out ALOT lately, like it's been sort of weird because i have been seeing Khalil more than i see Lucas in a whole year now. sometimes Lucas doesn't even call me unless i text him, it's sort of awkward but hey. he has to do what he has to do for me and Tootie.
so you guess it, Khalil is coming over today and will just be hanging around or whatever.
I got up and put on some somewhat comfy but casual clothes, you know just to chill.
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2 hours later...
*Deja opens the door*
Khalil: ayooo wassup ma *grabs Deja in for a hug* Deja: ahhh stop it, you monster *laughs* Khalil: sooo what's the moves? *sitting on the couch*? Deja: i'm honestly not trying to go anywhere, i just wanna chill and go to sleep honestly Khalil: welp we can go to sleep then, cmon *patting the space beside him* Deja: that couch feels too expensive *laughs* i'm going to my bed, you can come if you like Khalil: fashoo *gets up and follows Deja*
*they are laying in the bed*
Deja: welp goodnight *snuggling up in the covers* Khalil: go ahead ma, sleep away *wrapping his arm around Deja* Deja: *giggles and kisses Khalil's arm*
Deja's POV
for some unexplained reason, it feels so right to be in Khalil's arms. i feel safe and warm. loved.
1 hour and 45 minutes later....
*Dejas phone is ringing*
-unknown number wants to facetime....-
Khalil: hello *swiping to the right* ??: this must be the wrong number, wait nah no it's not. Khalil: who ya calling for? ??: Deja, my wifey Khalil: oh ya she right here, in MY arms
:: y'all already know its lucas so ima stop ::
Lucas: nah G, i would advise yo ass to get up off my girl Khalil: sleeping good? *kisses Deja on the cheek* Deja: *smiles* Yeah Khalil: Ahh ion think she want me to move fam Lucas: yo. on god i'm about to catch a plane back to LA and beat yo ass bruh Khalil: go ahead and catch yo plane, i'll pay ya back if you do cause i doubt you'll beat me homie Lucas: ard bet *hangs up* Deja: who were you on the phone with? *shifting in Khalil's arms* Khalil: ahh nobody important
