Trevor p.o.v
How did she get my number? Anyway guys Dymond FaceTimed me out of nowhere
Me: um hi
She had her lips twirled up but her eyes looked glossy like she finna cry or something.
Dymond: see I knew it
Me: knew what
Dymond: that nigga didn't like me foreal. He was putting up a front
I laughed at what she said
Me: girl are you kidding me
Dymond: nope
Me: okay soo why does it look like..you finna cry
Dymond: boy no I am not
Me: mhm..your lying
Dymond: I am not (smirks)
Me: anyway he likes you..trust me I know
She smirked at me again
Dymond: fine Trevor fine
She hung up on me after that
End p.o.v
Dymond p.o.v
Watching tv on my bedroom floor
Me: is her butt even real
Jacob: who you talking to
Me: obviously not you
He sat down right next to me
Jacob: oh shit I love watching love and hip hop
I ignored him and turned the volume up on him
Me: mhm that's cool
He kept scooting closer to me
Me: I called Trevor
Jacob: um why
Me: I had to ask him a question..that's all
I looked at him
Jacob: what ty- never mind
He is kinda cute when he gets mad
Me: yeah don't even worried about it Jacob (smiles)
Jacob smiled at me and then grabbed my face. Last thing I knew we were having a makeout session.
End p.o.v
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