Antwan POV
Sitting in this class is really killing me right now. I'm honestly just ready to graduate and would give anything to be home right now.
Listening to my teacher talk and reference book work she assigned earlier this week I lay my head down on the table not trying to pay attention.
While attempting to take a power nap I get a tap on the shoulder. Annoyed as fuck 🙄 I look up to find my friend Monica waiting to get my attention.
What's up I ask her?
Monica: What have you been up to? The last I heard of you actually going out was with Jonathan to some music event. I can barely get you to come out anymore.
That's not true I've just been busy making sure my house is in order before college starts. You decided where you are going yet?
Monica: I guess.. but I'm probably going to go to Columbia I really want to go up north. You know my family is up there. What about you?
I smile at her because I'm so proud of her. Columbia is a big deal.
I'm going to A&T they gave me a full ride and I like the atmosphere there so it's an easy choice and the right one I believe.
But I about to go I got my mom to call me out of school early.
Monica: Alright bye, call me later.
I nod and pull out my phone to text Jonathan to see what he's doing, he has early release.
Text Convo:
Me: WYD
Jonathan: about to go home what's up?
Me: I'm about to leave to let's do something.
Jonathan: we can order a pizza and watch Netflix at my house if you want.
Me: Alright bet. I'll meet you there.
Jonathan: k
Text Convo ended
Pulling up to Jonathan's house I get out and text him I'm here. Walking to the door he already had it open for me to come in.
We walked upstairs to a private common area sitting on a large sectional, looking for something to watch on Netflix.
It was kind of awkward tbh because I haven't been in his house in forever and there were a couple of moments of awkward silence.
Jonathan: you want some pizza? It's downstairs. I'll bring it up with some drinks.
Alright cool. When he went downstairs I started getting my self together trying to keep my composure. I really want this friendship to work even though I've screwed it up twice already.
Walking back upstairs Jonathan had a pizza box in his arm and drinks in both his hands. I laughed as he tried to keep his balance and coordination.
Jonathan: alright here, I'm about to turn on turn on Weeds, I've watched it before but it's my favorite show.
Okay cool what is it about? I asked looking at him. He just smiled and gave me a "niggaaa" look.

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Love On His Sleeves
RomantikJonathan Brooks is a young, gay, hopeless romantic, and when he falls in love its hard. Finishing his senior year of high school Jonathan must overcome tarnished love, learn to let his guard down and bare the chaos that comes along. Throughout it al...