Amari
"whatchu doing baby" I said looking down at my phone.
"Nothing at home" he coughed. I frowned.
"you sick." He nodded his head.
"Want me to come over." He shook his head no coughing.
"Ion want you to get sick too" he said quietly.
I smiled slipping my Champion hoodie on.
"I'm on my way so make sure you open the door kay" he nodded his head closing his eyes.
"kay" I blew a kiss in the phone before ending the facetime call.
I put on my all white low top air force ones before heading downstairs.
"aye where you going" Marlon said stopping me in my tracks.
I put my hands on my hips looking him up and down.
"Okay hold up. For one I'm grown and second of all put that blunt out. You know you not pose to be smoking in here."
He rolled his eyes dropping the ashes into the ash tray.
"aye, you definitely not grown lil nigga now answer the question" he said taking a pull from the blunt.
"To Lucas house why." He leaned back on the couch before answering me.
"Ight tell my bro I said wassup then" I rolled my eyes walking to the front door.
"alright i'll see you later love you" I said opening the door.
"ima be at my house but love you too" he said before I walked out the door.
I walked down the sidewalk keeping my head down. We don't live in a bad neighborhood but there are a few weird people that be out here though.
I put my hands in my pocket still continuing to walk.
Once I reached his house I walked up to his front door knocking twice.
A minute or so later the door opened revealing Lucas. His eyes were very red and he was dressed in just basketball shorts.
He moved aside before coughing.
I walked in closing the door behind me.
" Hi baby" I said hugging him from behind. He unclamped my arms from around him turning around to hug me.
He held me a little bit before kissing me on the cheek.
"What were you just doing" I asked following him up the stairs.
Once we got to his room he flopped down on his bed laying on his stomach.
"Laying down." I frowned.
"Awww my poor baby" I said sitting next to him. He closed his eyes before coughing.
"How long have you been sick booney?"
He cocked his head up looking at me.
"what the fuck you call me" he said scrunching up his face.
I laughed pulling on one of his curls.
"Your my booney." He shook his head laying back down.
"Nah nigga." I laughed again before kicking my shoes off.
He turned over and looked at me.
I raised an eyebrow looking back at him.
"Why you looking at me?" I asked.
