The Hassan Family Pt. I

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Samir's POV

I decided to leave the shop early and take Jonathan out to lunch before we go to my parents house. I really want to know where his head is after last night, plus I miss my baby.

I walk to the back of the shop where Jaylen, Jalen and some of my other homies were chilling.

Yo Jaylen, let me holler at you for a minute.

He walks over to me and we head to the front of the shop.

Yeah what's up Mir? He says sitting at the cashiers booth.

Take care of the shop I'm out. Can you close up later?

Yeah for sure, he said. Where you going man you never go anywhere.

I look back at him and smile, I'm about to go pick up Jonathan.

"Man you gayyyy bro."

We both laugh and I exit the store and head to my car.

I chuckle to myself shaking my head at Jaylen. His ass thinks no one knows about him an Jalen. Their weird ass relationship is a trip.

...

Pulling up to Jonathan's house I see the front door open. I step out of my car and lean on the trunk to call him.

Phone Convo:

Samir: Hey babe, where you at? I'm at your house.

Jonathan: okay, I'm coming back from walking Princess. You can go inside I'll be there in literally a minute.

Samir: Alright I'll wait for you then.

Jonathan: haha okay.

Samir: I see you.

Jonathan: me too, your fine ass...

Phone Convo Ended

Don't start something you can't finish I say walking towards him smiling.

Damn this kid is cute as hell, in his blue Adidas sweat suite and Gucci slides. And he's mine.

What I can't call you fine? I didn't know that would start anything. He said crashing into me wrapping his arms around my waist.

It is when you boost my head up. I say leaning down to kiss his lips.

He looks up at me and smiles.

Oh we don't want that... he says pulling away from me.

Let me put her up and we can go. Your bringing me back here before we go to your parents place right? I want to shower and stuff like that.

I smile at him shaking my head, nah.

Why not he asked folding his arms together. 

Because no ones going to be up and close to you like that long enough for them to find out what you smell like.

Rolling his eyes he asked, and how do you figure that little boy?

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