A/n:I decided to write this with a character besides it just being written in y/n pov bc it gets hard sometimes to keep rewriting y/n sooo yeah. On to the terrible story
Malia's pov:
I was at home in my room, listening to music and doing homework when I heard the door open and boys talking.i assumed it was Trey(her brother)
And his best friend, Justin. Oh Justin... probably one of the hottest pieces of white chocolate I've ever seen in my whole lifetime. He's so beautiful. His hair, his eyes, his smile, and his voice like not like talking voice like singing voice. I'm sorry but if a guy is sexy and can sing, that's a whole combo right there. I can't help that I have a crush on him.My thinking of Justin was cut off by my brother calling my name
"What?" I yell back
I wait for a moment, to hear him say what he wanted but he doesn't answer
"Malia!!" He yells again
"What?" I tell back for the second time
No answer again
I get out my bed mad that he won't answer me when I replied to him
As I was walked downstairs, I saw my annoying brother talkin on the phone to some girl who apparently was really funny considering what his face looked like and Justin singing to himself while on Netflix looking for something to watch
Omg he's so beautiful and I don't think he even tries. He's just so fine like sometimes I just wanna-
"Hey Malia" Justin smiles at me , cutting off my thoughts about him
"Hey" I smile back trying not to blush
"Aye Malia, do we have any jelly?? I wanted to make me and Justin some sandwiches" my brother said
"Is that what you really called me down here for?" I complained
"I told him to not call you down her for some jelly but he doesn't like to listen to me." Justin laughed while looking back at me
"She wasn't doing anything so I told you it doesn't matter" my brother says walking out the kitchen eating an apple
"Why are you always picking on Malia" Justin asks
"Why are always standing up for her" my brother asks
"Because Lia's my girl" Justin says getting up while putting his arm around
I tried not to smile at the sudden contact
"When did y'all become close?" My brother asked
"I always liked Malia more than you" Justin joked
"Whatever...can y'all just help me find some jelly?" My brother exclaimed
"See, I gotchu" Justin whispers in my ear before going in the kitchen fixing something
"Oh, please father my children" I say to myself quietly
A/n: so there's probably gonna be a part two bc this chapter made no sense but I just wanted to put something on here before I go back to school

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