India's P.O.V://
Oliver: You straight?
India: Y-yeah I'm good.
Hell nah I'm not good! My uterus hurt and shit. Nigga was pounding my ass! But it was so good. I wrapped the sheets around me exposing Oliver's beautiful body. He smiled at me and I smiled back.
It was all fun and games till my ass started limping like crazy. As I closed the bathroom door I could hear Oli laughing at me. Punk. I look at my face and it was beautiful. Not to be conceited but, I was...beautiful. I actually felt beautiful.
I washed my hair and rinsed the dye out of my hair and showered. Me and Oli are going to lounge around the house all day. Maybe smoke a little. I walked out the bathroom with a towel around me.
Oli had on his boxers and walked up to me. He kissed my forehead and ran his fingers through my curls.
Oliver: I love your hair. And your face. Your heart. You're beautiful India. Inside and out.
India: I love you Oli
We hugged I smelled his neck. He smelled amazing. He was amazing. And quite frankly I didn't believe I'd ever feel this way. But remember this, old feelings that come back are feelings that never left.
I put on his t shirt and some Nike socks. I put my short hair in a bun. Barely. I leaned to my bag and pulled out a zip of weed and some backwoods. And I turned around to see Oli pulled out a pound with woods. We laughed so hard.
Oliver&India: Great minds think alike. (Laughing)
India: Lets have a rolling competition! (clapping like a little kid)
Oliver: You roll three I'll roll three. You smoke three and I'll smoke three. Whoever doesn't finish has to buy the munchies! (Folds arms laughing)
India: Bet!
-10 minutes the woods are rolled-
India: Mines look better!!! Aye.
Oliver: No way.
I tossed Oli a lighter and we began our sesh. I French inhale and wink at Oli. About 4 puffs later it's starting to kick in. Oli was already gone! I laughed loud as fuck. Oliver's eyes were red and low. About 15 minutes later I lit the second wood.
India: Oliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!
Oliver: "BITCH I DID THE RACE" (has headphones in)
I shrugged and smoked down my second wood. I'm SOO high. I'm moving slow. But I'm feeling riiight! I tapped Oli and we shotgunned. My nigga started choking halfway through his 3 wood.
I stood up and walked to the door and opened it. No one was there... Odd. I just heard knocking. Damn. I'm hungry. As. A. B I t c h.
Oliver: -sleep-
India: I WONNNNNNNN!!!!!! (jumps on top of Oliver)
India: Oli oh Oli. Why are you so hard?
Oliver: (laughs) You on me babe.
India: Oou. Order that pizza my niggaa!
Oliver: How many should I order? 12 or 15?
India: Hmmmmm... maybe 13 1/2
Oliver: Why the 1/2 😂😂?
India: Because if I eat 14 I'll be fat.
A/n Be sure to comment your thoughts on this chapter. Thanks for the support loves.
-they order the pizza from Pizza Hut-
