Falling for him(completed)

W.A.R

Quavo
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Angela was sleeping peacefully. She is beautiful, her lips are fuckin' soft, she has a stripper body, I could fuck the shit outta her, but I know she won't allow anyone to love her. I actually feel bad that she is so young yet has been through so much shit, not even my momma went through such. I can't say I love her, but I crave her. All these bitches are coming after money and they only wanna be with a YRN cause of the money and sex. I don't mind the sex, but money, bitch I earned this shit! You know the only girl I've claimed as my girl is Kendra, she is the only one that hasn't left my side, but I honestly am fed up with bullshit, I feel she using a nigga fr fr. Yeah, we have been through so much together, but tbh I'm ready to let go, she isn't. I ain't got time for her. Angela seemed decent, but I am her manager. Sex, if she wants it, it can happen. Love? Nah nigga! She chilled, but for now I just wanna smash and pass. Nun' else. I know y'all think I'm cold hearted, but hey a man gotta do what a man gotta do. And I've been used too many times, these hoes ain't loyal. After a while of thinking, I opened my drawer and took out a blunt, I lit it and started to smoke it. Angela started stirring in her sleep, she started coughing, she woke up and she started coughing more. "Hey, you good?" I asked a little concerned. She stood up and went outside to the balcony, she put her hands up in the air and she started inhaling and exhaling. She calmed down. "Qua, I'm asthmatic, and I've never smoked, you nearly killed me." She says once she was calm. "Dang, sorry I forgot, you ayt?" I asked again. "Yeah I'm cool, you got an extra toothbrush, I wanna brush my teeth." She said. Yeah I do, in my cupboard in the bathroom. She nodded and went into the bathroom and she brushed her teeth. She came out and I was going to also go brush my teeth. "Hey, you want breakfast?" She asked with a smile. "Yeah, that would be nice." I said. "Well, what you wanna eat?" She asked. "I wanna eat you." I said tryna see what she was gonna say, but on the low low, I did wanna taste her. "Boy bye, you not tasting this anytime soon and I'm talking about food, nigga!" She said pointing at her body and lifting her eyebrow. "Chill out, I'm playing with you although I wouldn't mind, but how about pancakes. But shower first." I said. "Nigga please, and nah food comes after me brushing my teeth." She said with a smile on her face. "Suit yourself, Imma go shower and go smell nice, you finna smell alone." I say. "Fuck you!" She says hitting me playfully. "Well, you being difficult, so." I say while laughing. "Boy, you the death of me, lemme go make breakfast." She said with a smile. She pretty. She goes downstairs and gets breakfast done I guess while I shower. I got out the shower lotioned my body. I got dressed in a Kappa tracksuit. It's in black. I walked downstairs and I saw Angela and Kendra arguing, how tf she get in. "You bitch, I'on want your man!" I hear Angela curse. Well wtf you doing in my kitchen cooking breakfast and wearing his shirt?!" Kendra yells. I didn't even realise she was wearing my shit, she looked like a snack no lie. "Eyy, cut that shit out!" I yelled. "Quavo what is this bitch-." Kendra gets interrupted. "I ain't scared of popping your fuckin' ass, it ain't my fault your ass is insecure and you always gotta keep him in check!" Angela yells. "Angela, stop! It ain't like that." I say. "Well, Qua how was it, cause she has a damn nerve to come here, treat my kitchen like it's hers, I'm the one that cooks food for you, not these hoes!" Kendra yells. " Quavo  you better keep this bitch in check before-." Angela gets interrupted. "Before you what bitch?!" Kendra yells. Angela steps forward and tries to slap Kendra, but I step in between them and stop Angela. "Guys stop, Kendra, Angela ain't a hoe. Angela, please respect Kendra. Both of y'all respect each other. Damn." I say while smacking my lips. Angela looks mad, she looks pissed off, if I was asked to imagine the devil, I think Angela would be my imagination. She breathes in and out and grabs a plate and she walks up the stairs without saying a word. "Bitch where the fuck-." I interrupt Kendra. "Shut the fuck up Kendra!" I say mad. "Quavo really?! Like really?! So now we sleeping with other people and fucking them!" Kendra states getting upset. "Kendra! Stop! Angela ain't a hoe, we ain't sleeping together, she fuckin' famous, she ain't gotta chase niggas for money and bullshit, she got her own." I say getting really annoyed. "Quavo so what she gets a whole bag?! I also do!  I put through all your bullshit-!" "Kendra, you put through all my bullshit?! Your the one that killed our unborn child?! Remember?! Your the one that turned me into a nigga that doesn't give 3 shits about a hoes feelings! Your the one that is holding onto something that ain't there! I ain't asking you to stay! Angela! She was the one that took me out of jail, she was the one holding me down when I needed you! She was the one that took out money, not even out of my account, but hers! How about you get out the same fuckin' door you got in with! You will be saving everybody's time! Angela and I aren't sleeping together if that is all you wanted to know." I say beyond heated. "Quavo, so your blaming me for everything! You seriously believe our child died cause of how many dicks were in me?! No, cause they were only two. She died cause I wanted you and you didn't want me cause you were so busy concentrating on that hoe, Alicia, that took all your money and went to live in Paris! Where is she now?! She fuckin' married! Quavo I loved you when you didn't even deserve that shit! Yes I'm sorry for not being able to have our baby girl, but it also kills me inside knowing that we went all out for her. I'm sorry! Okay?! Quavo I'm the only one that has ever loved you. I'm sorry I wasn't here for your jail shit and all, but I was securing the bag, I wanted to be independent, I didn't wanna depend on you anymore cause I didn't wanna be seen as a gold digger! Quavo I'm sorry." Kendra said with tears flowing down her face. She wiped her tears and she kissed my cheek. I started feeling bad. "I'll leave the way I came out. Text me when your ready to talk. Tell that bitch named Angela to have fun while it lasts." She said with hatred in her eyes. "She's not a bitch Kendra!" I yelled  while she walked out the door. Damn was all I could say. I warmed up my plate and went upstairs to find Angela showering. I walked in the bathroom and watched as she washed he body, she was beautiful. But I didn't need her for sex, I needed her for comfort. She walked out the shower naked. She gasped. "Nigga get the fuck out!" She said. I laughed at her expression. I walked out. After a few minutes she walked out  in a towel. "Well since your bitch finna trip about me wearing your shit, I might as well get comfortable in my towel." She said while rolling her eyes. "Nah, you good, you can where my top." I said handing her a thrasher top. "Fuck!" She says. "What's wrong?" I asked confused. "I ain't got panties!" She sighs in frustration. "Don't worry, the shirt is long enough to cover your shit, unless you wanna show your shit of to me." I say with a smirk. "Nigga!" She says. I laugh. She wears the top and lays down, I lay my head on her tities. Shit soft. She interrupts my thoughts. "Well, wassup what you wanna talk about, what's wrong?" She asks. I sigh. "Angela, I wanna let go of her, but I can't. I said some hurtful shit to her and now she broken. I mean  about feelings, but I have never seen her cry so much, I think she feels like now she has competition, I mean well she assuming shit, but yeah." I say hoping she understands. "Qua, she is very insecure if you ask me. But, Ion blame her, but she tripping. And I can't tell you that you should or shouldn't break up with her, that's for you to decide. Qua, sometimes, you gotta let go of something you love, it may not be easy, but in the end it might be worth it. But I'm not going to confuse you." She says. I think about it for a while, I ain't ready to let go. I'm still in doubt. "Angie, I'm feeling someone else at the moment, but I still wanna be with Kendra." I state with a smirk. "Who you feeling?" She asks. I look up at her and I lean in and kiss her, she hesitates to respond, but eventually she kisses back. I'm now on top of her, I knew she was feeling me, I don't mind. I start exploring her body and I'm just right above her clit, I rub my  finger on it and she moans, I slip a finger in and start fingering her. Now there are two fingers in her and she moans even more. She is tight! I stop kissing her and leave hickeys on her neck. I start kissing on her boobs and leave a few hickeys. Her moan is sexy. "Qua!" She moans. "Fuck, I think I'm finna- shit!" She moans. She came on my fingers. I lick my fingers clean and damn she tasty. I kiss her and I stand up. "You taste good." I tell her. "Nigga, that was not suppose to happen! Ugh Quavious!" She says a bit annoyed, although she did enjoy it. "Chill out with the government name and you did enjoy it, look me in the eye and tell me you didn't like it." I say testing her. She quiet. "That's what I thought!" I say laughing at her while she blushes. "Fuck you!" She says with a smile. "I know you want to, it's cool, I guess all these bitches wanna be dicked down by Quavo Huncho!" I yell. "Whatever!" She says while throwing a pillow at me. I laugh at her. "Well, Qua Imma go home and rest, and have sometime to myself." She says while kissing me on my cheek, I grab her boody. "Goodbye!" I say smiling. She shakes her head and walks out. Well I guess Imma bring in the boys and smoke and drink. Yep that's my weekend!
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