al green - love & happiness
chapter twenty nine
I walk over to diallo who had pretty much distanced himself from everyone and was resting against the yard gate, bobbing his head slowly to sade's voice.
he notices me entering his personal bubble and shoots a smile, removing the frown on his face.
"i'm sorry about marquise." I murmur, playing with the ends of my hair.
he shakes his head."it's cool shawty. it's not your fault the nigga can't compose himself."
"he just doesn't understand that whatever short fling we had is over. maybe now he realises how serious I am." I explain.
"karma will come to him, just watch."
there was a comfortable silence for a short while as the sky got darker and the air was still. everyone was engaging in their own conversations and diallo's friends seemed to be vibing to mobb deep track that was playing.
"there's a war going on outside you can't escape from.." diallo raps along quietly.
I snicker. "you like mobb deep."
"fuck that. i'm a sucka' for all types of old school music. " he says.
"oh foreal, me too."
"what do you know about old school ? miss bad and bouji ." he jokes.
I glare at him. "I know a hell of a lot. I know tupac was a legend, mobb deep was one of the baddest groups & I know a thing or two about slick rick & them bars. but, let's not forget mos def. or wu-tang clan."
his eyes widen." oh, so shawty does know more than migos."
I playfully smack his arm." shutup."
we walk over to a table and chairs and sit down as everyone gets crunk to mc lyte- lyte as a rock.
"must I say it again? " I rap.
"I said it before." diallo adds.
we both laugh and smile at each other.
"I need an old school CD. they don't make cool ones anymore." he mutters.
"why don't you make one?" I suggest.
he shrugs." I ain't ever got time. i'm either studying or doing those little fashion designs for you."
I gush." you're still drawing my pictures? aw I thought you would forget."
he grins. "never."
"thanks." I say. "what kinda music would you have on the CD though?"
he sighs, scratching his neck. "some lit rap and rnb old school type shit , ya dig?"
"that's lit. i'll make it for you if you want?" I offer.
he shakes his head. "nah it's cool ryan."
"whatever. i'm making you this CD and you better be grateful when I finish it."
he rolls his eyes." sure."
he really was underestimating me but little did he know, I was deadass making him this CD .
I yawn and run my hands through my hair. "you think you can take me home ?"
"of course. " he stands up.
we leave the seats and stroll over to a horny quan and ayana were grinding on each other to a sexual jodeci song.
"aye, i'm heading out sis. i'll see you later."
ayana continues dancing but faces me. "okay. have fun wit ya mans." she says lowly so only I could hear.
I slit my eyes at her stupid comment and leave her to get wet with quan.
as if the night couldn't get any more awkward , maya & shyné were inside the living area drinking from the red silo cups.
maya's eyes lock onto mine and she turns into a statue. I flip my hair behind me with extra sass and strut past her.
shyné looked on in jealousy, her eyes were piercing into me until she notices diallo.
"hey diallo." she coos, twirling her hair.
"sup." he nods his head and continues walking with me.
"i'll snapchat you tonight". she calls , sounding extra thirsty.
we finally leave the party and thank God I didn't have to see marquise on the way out.
we get into his car and I turn on the radio to let al green drown out my thoughts.
diallo looks over at me and smiles. "don't let these people stress you."
"i'm trying man. " I murmur, closing my eyes and resting my head against the cold window.
police sirens and fast cars zoom past us as we travel home.
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eventually we arrive home and I open my eyes as the engine stirs still. diallo walks me to the door.
"thank you diallo." I say.
he shrugs. "no problem. see you around."
"yeah. goodnight." I kiss him on the cheek.
"goodnight shawty." he hugs me tightly before going into his vehicle and driving away.
I take a deep breathe and walk into my own home that was dark and silent. I get undressed, put my phone on the bedside table and change into pajamas.
I close my eyes and drift off to sleep.
