STRAIGHT OUTTA SOUTH CENTRAL (Eazy-E & N.W.A Story)

Chapter 31: Real Feelings

I left the studio with the warmest feeling in chest, so warm my heart was melting. Eric grabbed my hand and pulled me close to him. Butterflies were in my stomach, how do you make that feeling go away? He slowly caressed my face as he stared into my eyes. Please tell me why I was so eager for him to kiss me?

"Will you call me when you get home?" He asked.

"Only if you answer," I replied, my voice was smooth like butter.

"I will." Oh his eyes... they were piercing.

"Okay. Then I'll call."

"You better." He smirked.

"Or what?" I teased.

"I'll go over there and torture you."

"How would you do that?" I bit my lip.

Tamera stop flirting! I thought to myself.

"I have my ways baby."

"Eh, whatever. You don't scare me."

"Oh yeah? How bout now?"

He pulled me so closed to him I was basically pressed against him. Our foreheads touched and our noses only half a centimeter apart. My hands were placed on his shoulders. Eric's hands traveled up my arms, down my back and to my butt were I felt him squeeze it. I held in the moan that was trying to escape from my lips, it came out anyway. One of his hands slid up my back to my hair and grabbed a firm hold, gently pulling on it. Both of us were breathing hard yet quietly. And that's when I felt it.

I stepped away from his hold on me. 

"I have to go," I said.

"Aight," he nodded.

"You really need to control yourself."

"What do you mean? I am in control?"

"Tell that to Mr. Johnson down there."

"What?"

I sighed. "Look down."

He looked down and his eyes widen. "Ah shit. My bad." He said covering it up with his jacket.

"It's okay. You're not the first guy to get hard on me." I laughed. "Well see ya."

I exited the building with all these joyful, exciting and spirited feelings gushing through my veins. Oh this feeling that won't seem to leave me alone gets stronger. I just don't know what do when I'm around Eric. At least I manage to stay professional and on a friendly level with him. Plus I'm not giving away any hints to how I feel about him. My feelings, may I remind you, are simply just a mini crush. Nothing more.

I was walking to my car trying to find the key to start the ignition. I bumped into someone making both of us spin and fall to the ground. I yelled as the person fell hard on my foot and I yelped as a sharp pain infiltrated my ankle.

"Yella?" I questioned.

"Ow my ass," he responded. "T?"

"Yeah nigga. Get off my foot." He got up. When I tried to move it I winced at the pain. "You fat fuck!"

"Sorry T I didn't see you. Is it broken?"

"I don't fucking know!"

"Yo what's goin on here?" Eric ran up to us. Ren and Dre came running too.

"I bumped into her and landed on her foot."

"Ow, my ankle hurts," I exclaimed rubbing it.

"Let me see," Eric said crouching to my level.