[Dec. 10, 2019 #1 in JBFF]
The bad boys always want the good girl to be bad for them but what happends when the bad girl wants the good boy to be bad just for her?
"You are way too good," she said to me.
"Way too good?" I asked, raising my eyebrow...
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{For my fasting cuties, there is smut in this chapter}
Amir and I had been chilling all day in his apartment because we were simply not in the mood to go to college today. It was just one of those days were we felt like we needed a day off so we did exactly that and did nothing at all.
Amir and I had become very good friends over the past few weeks. I never thought that I was ever going to find a friend when I moved here because I was so reserved at the beginning and I didn't want to talk to somebody, especially someone like Amir, who never talked to anybody and had no friends here.
I didn't know how it happend that we became friends but I'm glad that it happend because he was really a brother. He accepted me for how I was, was always there and always real with me, which I really appreciated because you barely found great people like that nowadays.
I was glad that I had someone here (besides Loyce of course) that I could trust, that I could talk about everything to and I could be doing crazy and stupid things with just like we were doing all day today.
Later that day, the girls came around and joined us. Origanally, Amir just wanted to hang with his girl but since he didn't want to leave me hanging, he decided to invite the other girls too, so he could see Melyssa, chill with me and in case I got too bored the others were there.
We were all just chilling, having good conversations as we passed around the blunt and and listen to some dope ass music. We were all in good mood and had a good time.
Expect of Loyce.
She just sat on the couch, with her arms crossed in front of her body and her leg over the other, her Nike baseball cap hiding her face as she looked down. She was barely talking with any of us and you could just tell by her body language that she wasn't in the mood to be here at all.
For some reason I felt like it had something to do with me.
The past few weeks she had been acting very weird and distant around me. She was not texting or calling me as much as she used to, she wasn't asking to see me as much as she did before, though I thought that maybe that was my fault because I was always busy and on the way.
I also never asked if I did something wrong or if something else was the reason for her bad moods but I knew that eventually we had to talk about it anyway because I wanted to know if I had fucked up.
Loyce looked up and our eyes met. We just stared at each other for a few seconds before I motioned for her to come over to me. She stood up but she didn't come to me, instead she headed to the kitchen. Without hesitation, I decided to follow her because now I knew for sure that her mood had something to do with me.
