So Roc decided to come in. I put on some chill clothes ( http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=38795190 ). "You look hella sexy in pink." Roc said eyeing me. I put my hand on my hip.
"I know." I laughed.
I sat down, my legs bent over his thighs and my back proped up on the couch. He put his hand on knee and slid it down my thigh. I looked at him with my head tilted and one eyebrow up. "What?" Roc said. I smiled and covered my mouth. Truth be told I hate my smile... everytime I laugh or smile I always cover it up.
He moved my hand and I stopped smiling. "Why you stop smiling."
"Cause... I can."
"Come on smile for me."
"No."
"Please."
"No."
"Why?" I didn't say anything. "Come on be real with me."
"I don't like my smile."
"Well, I do."
"Well, I don't... I rarely smile."
"I'ma have to fix that cause I love when you smile."
"You are such a flirt." He smiled.
"Hey let's play 20 questions."
"Um, okay. I go first! What's your most embarrassing moment?"
"When I fell getting on the tour bus and the MB Cam got it and we still posted it on Youtube."
"Haha!"
"Um... what's you fav color?"
"Purple!" This went on for a while more.
"What's two things that people do that make you mad."
"I hate when people yell swag every two fucking seconds and I hate when people assume or suspect someting of me."
"I feel the same way.. people think I some sex-crazed teen player but I'm truely just looking for that one girl I can call my own." He looked into my eyes deeply. We truely related to each other and I feel where he's coming from. He one of those guys that you think you can read by seeing him but you've gotta get to know them to reach they're true soul. I know this is our first date but I feel like I already know him.
"You feel me?"
"Yeah... people assume I have great self esteem but I don't for personal reasons. I have alot of friends but I closed up, I don't tell them anything really."
He kissed my lips lightly. He kissed again but this time I kissed back and it proceeded into somthing more. I laid back and he leaned over me while we continued to kiss. He stopped and looked into my eyes.
"It's getting late, I gotta go." I pressed my lips together and nodded. I walked him to the door. I hugged him and he kissed me softly one more time. I opened the door I he stood on the porch. He put his hands in his pockets. "Bye Aubriez."
"Bye Roc." I turned around and I watched as he walked off in the distance. I shut the door and put my back to it. I slid down the door with my legs in my chest. It was all surreal I found somebody who understands me. That I feel that I can tell anything to and be able to trust them. You Feel Me?
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