You got a jawline like a model
You stay fresh from head to toe
Got your own money, never borrow
On your grind, I like your hustle
But you're no good for me
Cuz them pretty boys not pretty
On the inside of they souls
And even though I know you're bad...
"I got fired from old navy.. Landlord keeps on knocking I swear that nigga hates me." I sung as I took a break from packing clothes.
Kayla walked in my room. "I can't believe you're going on tour with Jodeci. This should be exciting."
I rolled my eyes. "To be honest it's not like I had a choice. If I did I wouldn't go but DeVante was all like you're going and that's final."
She made a face. "Oh shit bitch... I don't know if that's attractive or crazy."
I laughed. "Girl both. He says he possessive and he ain't lying."
"I mean does he want you there cause he want you around or because if you're here and he's on tour then he can't keep his eyes on you?"
I thought about it. "To be honest I don't know. I didn't ask."
She was about to speak but someone rang the doorbell. She left to go get it. "Ari, your nigga here!" She yelled and I chuckled. "You gon back there and don't be trying to fuck in my house. You don't pay no bills here, keep her door open in case I gotta cut you."
I was putting my shoes in a bag when I felt him wrap his arms around me. He kissed my neck and sat on my bed watching me pack and looking around my room.
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"I like how you set everything up. How you been? I ain't seen you since Sunday." I zipped up the bag and placed it by the door before grabbing another one to put clothes in.
"We talked to each other this morning? But I've been fine, just busy setting up the room and writing with other artist." I felt him looking at me as I kept packing. I wasn't upset at him or nothing I was just in my own world thinking.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me in between his legs. He placed his hands on my butt as he looked up at me. "You mad at me baby? What'd I do?"
I sighed. "It's nothing. I'm just thinking."
"About?"
"This whole thing. What are we doing? Are we together? Why'd you ask me on this tour? So you can keep your eye on me? Why you fucking with me anyways? I'm not trying to be played. I'm already young and I know eventually I'm gonna grow deeper feelings for you so just let me know what's up from now."
I looked at the wall as he moved his hands to hold mine. "Look at me Ari." I looked down at him. "What we're doing is dating. I want you to be my girl, officially. I mean I know we haven't known each other long but I care about you. We can talk on the phone for hours about nothing. You smile and it makes my heart patter. You're so genuine and you see the good in everyone. You're not with me for the fame, hell you hate anything regarding fame. I asked you on tour cause I want you with me. I wanna expose you to different things. I don't wanna change you but I want you to see the world and step out your comfort zone. I'm not playing you. I wouldn't do half the things I do if I was. I genuinely care about you and I see myself falling in love with you. I know I may be a little annoying at times when I try to control certain things but I honestly care about you. I want you, I want this, so will you be my girl?"
