She Got Me Hooked!

44.

Aaliyah in M.M

ARI POV:

I struggled for my eyes to open but eventually they did, I opened my eyes to see the things still on and in front of me. I rub my eyes and raise up slowly, I woke up and clutched onto my pillow, which was amazingly soft. I rub my nose into it until I hear a moan. "Uh nm"
I shoot right up notice I fell asleep in Aaliyah lap. I yawn and gaze at her, she was leaning on the arm of the car all peaceful and warm. I snigger and get up. I do a big stretch raising my arms into the air, before walking off to the bathroom. I get dressed in my jersey and some shorts, with retros 5s. I tie my hair Ina top knot. And go brush my teeth. After everything else I grabbed my bag and headed out of my room.

Aaliyah was still sleeping peacefully, with her light cute snores , how her hair hanged all messily - HERE I GO AGAIN. I huff and walk over to her, I tap on her arm lightly and shook her a bit" baby I wanna sleep, come on lay with me" she said in her sleepy voice, Before I could melt at how cute she sounded, ignore her comment and shake her vigorously.
"Ight I'm up babe DAMN!" She said she shot up looking side to side. I chuckled and folded my arms.

"You gon be late for class bro" I say as I grab my phone from the coffee table, she rubbed her eyes like a lil baby and finally stood up. "Please wait for me, just a few minutes" , I roll my eyes and sigh.

"Five minutes" I say, she rushes into her room, closing the door behind her. I plunk myself onto the couch and pull out my phone. I notice a text from Reece and Dom.

Fathead❤️: sorry baby, I should've atleast told you I was going out, pease forgive me baby i love you.

I chuckled and smiled as I knew my ass could stay mad at her.

Dom🤑: it was my idea to bring her to the strip club, she ain't do anything anyway her ass way to loyal 🙄

I laugh at Doms and reply back to both, by the time I was done texting, Aaliyah was ready, I shot up and glare at her. " you ready" she mumbled. I nodded and we left out together.we walked side by side, into Mr Hickens class, as they all eyed us. I frowned my eyes brows as some whispered and mugged us. What they ain't even seen a bunch of masculine girls before. Shit they obviously don't know what the internet is.

I go to back, as I pulled out my books. Mr Hickens walked in with his short lightskin self and jerry curls, nigga look like Lionel Richie. I chuckled as I examined him, before him starting the lecture.

Half way through my ass got bored and I pull out my phone, scrolling though instagram. When I get a text. ??: come off yo phone babygirl. I raise my eyebrow and look a far to left, to see Aaliyah waving her phone at me. I laugh and roll my eyes.

Ari🎒: whatever bruh
Aaliyah👾: Ik this lesson dry as hell.
Ari🎒: you telling me.

Through your the whole lecture I just texted Aaliyah as she was way to far for me to actually speak to her, it was a funny ass conversation, I forgot how funny and open minded her ass was. Missed that bout her. I glare at Mr Hickens and quickly shov my phone in pockets, paying attention finally. He takes out a sheet as I stare at the bored, great group assignments.