Chapter 22

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*Wednesday*

"Ugh," I moaned as I shut my alarm clock.
Mrs. Curry needed me today again and I ain't get any sleep. Demi and I got on the phone last night and really bonded and had a nice ads conversation; she's really lit.

I went in my bathroom, took a shower, and did my dental hygenie routine.

I got in my car and quickly sped off the curry house

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I got in my car and quickly sped off the curry house. Fifteen minutes into my drive, and my phone started to ring. I looked at it and saw that it was Ahmad. I quickly picked up the phone and answered it.

"Hey baby, I'm on my way."

"Baby, go on Instagram and go to Sasha's page."

My heart quickly sped up as I did what he said.

I got on her page and the first photo I saw was me. I clicked on it and it read:

Issa_ Baddie lemme tell ya about this hoe right here mannn😂

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Issa_ Baddie lemme tell ya about this hoe right here mannn😂. She scary, steals people manz, and think she da shit. Text me saying how she wanna fight me, how she takin my man @Original_Ahmad. But now I'm callin yo ass out. Since you think u a bad ass bitch, y u so quiet now that I put yo ass on blast? Don't be scared😂 come out come out wherever u rrrrrrrr😂😂🖕🖕🖕🖕

Once I was done reading the post, I was too scared to see the comments. But if she wanna get down and dirty, best believe ima get on her level.

"Bae?," Ahmad said.

"I'm here," I sighed. "Literally."

I pulled up in his driveway as he opened his front door. I hopped out my car and hugged him.

"You okay bae?," he asked as he let me in.

I looked around and saw that his parents were gone;he was suppose to be practicing as it was written on a note.

"Aren't you suppose to be practicing?"

"I got all day to do that. Right now I'm worrying about you," he said as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him.

"I'm hanging in there boo." I sighed as I leaned into him.

He lifted my head up and started to kiss me. I started to kiss him back and out lips slowly got into sync. He guided me to the kitchen without our lips departing and propped me up unto the kitchen counter.
He slowly separated out lips and looked at me.
He grabbed my phone, went t9 mg camera and propped it up at am angle that showed us.

He pressed the record button and started to kiss me again.

I slowly started to follow his league as she started to feel all over my body. He roughly pulled me towards him and wrapped his arms around me, making my body press up against his. Everything felt so right at the moment, like nothing could stop us.

He slowly put his hand under my shirt and started to make his way up. He started to caress my breasts making me tilt my head back and close my eyes. I started to tug at his shirt.
He quickly pulled it off and kissed me one last time.

"Gotta practice," he smirked as he ran away from me, leaving me breathless.

"Ahmad!," I yelled as I grabbed my phone. "You so unfair!"
I ended the video and quickly followed him to the basketball court.

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"Bae come lay with me," Ahamd said as he sat on the couch. Alex was already fast asleep in his crib, he was really tired today I guess.

I did as I was told and cuddled next to him.

I looked at the time and saw that it was around 8.
He turned on the tv and started watching Basketball Wives.

He slowly moved his head next to my neck and rested it there.
"When you go post our little video?," he asked as he turned his head toward me.

"Ima have to cut some of it, not bouta put my business all out like that."

"You better not," he warned as he tugged on my shirt.

I just rolled my eyes.

"Since when you run this?," I questioned.
"When you started thinking you run it."
I just rolled my eyes as I leaned into him. Gotta love a basketball nigga.

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