Him...

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Nia pov

After my surpring night at the club, i couldnt stop thinking about it. It was just a lot to take in at once. What am i going to do. Once i tell him my real name and he gets a good look at me, he is going to know exactly who i am.What is a girl supposed to do.

I had sat back wrapped in my covers just thinking while looking out the window to see this busy city.
When my phone began ringing, it was no other than my bestie Aniya.

"so would u like to tell me what happened last night." she says.

"Well hello to you to .But that wats i was plaining on doing."

I explained everything to Aniya from start to finish.

"BITCH HOW AINT HE KNOW! i promise u these niggas slow. So what u gone do sus?"

"I have no clue that's what I need to figure out. I dont think I should call him. You know how werid it would be when he realizes its me."

"You never know till you try"

After that she had to go so we said our good byes.

I walked into my kitchen to get some water and as i do , my eyes lay on where i left chris's number on the counter last night.

A part of my wants to run a call him , but i know that its not going to end well. I don't want it to interrupt his life with my problems. And once he realizes who i am, its going to do down hill.

I pick up my phone and decided to text him.

135-777-9097
um hey , its dream

Ugh i hate having to use my stripper name. It just sounds weird when you say it anywhere besides the club.

I went back into my room stressing about what could happen. I lay down in bed and let my thoughts go wild. I mean whats the worst that could happen.

Chris pov

I woke up to the smell of food in the air. I looked around, everything seems normal. I jump out of bed and made my way down stairs to see jasmine in the kitchen.

I know what your thinking. We are trying to work things out as she says. While as I see it as sex. Thats all we do and have ever done. But I can't wife her or nun like that for many reasons. For one she can't cook. Yes she can have it smelling good and all but that's how it fools you. Its not bad but its not good either.

"Hey bae" i said wrapping my arms around her while she started to turn the oven off.

"Can I go shopping" she says bluntly. "Please baby" she says while trying to convince me.

"No hey or nothing first thing you ask for is money. I got stuff to do so no , not today. I just got you a whole bunch of stuff yesterday. Be happy"

With that she rushed up the stairs saying " I hate you" and all this other stuff i dont care about. Just because she don't get her way she be trynna act out.

I grabbed my keys and phone and stepped out the house. I got in my at and be agian to check my phone . As I see the text the stripper at the club gave me.

I mean baby girl bad , at least I think so those lights where low last night and a nigga drinking and what not.

To Dream💗
Bout time you texted me

And with that I drives out and went about my day.