Neighborhood. [a MJ/ Mikayla/ Will Smith/ Me😂💀fanfiction]

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Kennedy

Me and Will were walking down the street to my house. We decided to head back to my house because Mikayla and Michael didn't come back.

"You know you get on my nerves, right?" I said to Will. He sucked his teeth.

"I'm your boyfriend. I'm supposed to do that."

I scoffed playfully, "You ain't my boyfriend."

"Oh really?" He said. "I can gladly change my home screen and your contact in my-"

"Chillll." I said quickly. We both laughed.

I got bored and pushed his head. He pushed my shoulder. I smacked his arm, he didn't respond, so I just shrugged and kept walking.

"Where do you think- Ouch! Bitch stop!" I said after Will left a stinging slap to my butt.

"Oooou, you cussed." Will giggled like a child.

"So? Stop hitting me ugly." I mean mugged him. He quickly grabbed me by my waist and held my chin up to face him.

"Stop playing with me, baby girl. I will get nasty." He whispered in my ear.

I felt my knees buckle as he swiftly picked me up bridal style and placed a kiss in my lips. I nibbled on his bottom lip as I gripped his shirt.

I pecked his lips one last time before wiggling out of his arms and grabbing his hand.

We entered my house to the smell of dinner being cooked.

"Hi momma!" I yelled.

"Shut up." Will said. I mugged at him, making him smile.

"Hey Kenny. Is Will with you?" She asked.

I took my jacket off and hung it up on the banister.

"Yeah, why?" I asked, walking into the kitchen.

"Tell him I said come here. I want him to try these wings."

"Ooh! I wanna try them." I said.

"Girl, you try all of the food I cook. Go get your boyfriend."

I giggled and went to go get Will.

"Willy!" I said, going back into the living room.

"Yeah?" He said, looking up from his phone.

"My mother said she wanted you to try these wings sh-" I didn't get a chance to finish because before I could, Will flew into the kitchen.

I rolled my eyes playfully to myself and shuffled into the kitchen to get some water.

"Whatcha think?" My mother asked.

"I don't know yet. Can I get another to, you know, connect the flavor to my senses?" Will asked.

I burst out laughing as I shuffled back out of the kitchen.

"Boy, get out my kitchen." My mother chuckled. "You'll eat when the food's done."

I laughed tauntingly at Will, who was walking out of the kitchen. He ran straight towards me.

"AHHHH!" I screamed as I sat my water down then ran upstairs. I screamed the whole way up because Will was right on my tail. I ran into my room and jumped on my bed. He tackled me and pinned my arms above my head.

He tickled my sides. I screamed and howled with laughter.

"Stop! Will, Stop! Stoooooop!" I yelled, kicking my feet.

He stopped. I tried to catch my breath, staring him directly in his eyes. He leaned on and captured my lips in our second kiss for the night. He flipped us over so that I was on top of him.

I grinded on him a little, just to tease him. He planted his hands firmly in my hips to make me stop.

"Food's done!" My mom yelled from downstairs.

Will stood up quickly. I hopped on his back and he ran downstairs. He put me down once we got to the kitchen.

Awe, aren't y'all just the cutest thing?" My mother cooed.

I blushed and Will wrapped his arm around me, pulling me closer to him.

She smiled and shook her head, "Well, make your plates. I'll be upstairs if needed."

As she walked past me, she whispered in my ear, "Don't get pregnant."

I gasped, "Momma!"

She laughed loudly and went upstairs.

"What she say?" Will asked when she closed her door.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, "Something childish."

I walked into the kitchen towards the food, "Do you want me to make you a plate?"

He bit his lip and nodded. I made me and him a plate while he looked for a movie to watch.

I came back into the room just as he skipped over Disney Channel.

"Ooh! Go back!" I said, sitting down and handing him his plate.

"You a big ass kid." He chuckled. I shrugged and rested my head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around me and kissed my forehead.

I smiled and bit my lip. But I couldn't help but to wonder where Michael and Mikayla went.