She Wants What She Hates ~ Ally/You (G!P)

06

"Loloooo," Camila pokes Lauren's cheek with some brownie in her mouth, but her head ass paid her no mind. Instead she just giggles.

"I love you, Weed. You'd never cheat on me. Never forsake me. Like," she sniffs. Is this hoe crying? "I love you," Camila nods, holding up the last bit of her edible.

"Mary Jane a faithful broad," I nod along with her, taking a puff. "But if you let her go, she'll disappear quick," I point out. Lauren tilts her head to the side and Camila rolls her eyes.

"You gotsta eat her pussy, Jergi," again, she makes a deer in the headlights look. "Smoke it, Jumanji. Smoke it," I sigh, shaking my head. She nods, giggling before taking a long ass puff. Damn, her lungs strong as a bitch!

I start nodding my head to the music Camila had cued up on Spotify. I normally don't listen to music like this, but hey, I do now. Her music taste a'ight.

Lauren passes the blunt to Camila and I pass mine to Lauren before going in my second container for a brownie.

I swear I could eat these like they ain't got weed in them. But damn, Imma be feeling this all day tomorrow. Camila, on the other hand, just might feel it all week.

Like she small as fuck.

After the blunts were done, like thirty minutes later, I put the box of brownies up and just sat back on the couch with my eyes closed. Crazy, because Halsey came on and I chuckle, singing quietly to the song.

"You fucks with Halsey, Y/N?" Camila asks. I nod, "She lit as hell. Though, Alone my shit." She squeals, high fiving me. "I love that song!"

"Aye," I say, chucking up the deuces. I glance over at Lauren and she has her eyes closed, too, but her phone's in her hand, lighting up her face. She then lifts her head up, eyes still shut. "Hey, I just realized something," she furrows her eyebrows.

Camila looks at her closely, getting closer to her face, "What?" Lauren giggles, "You smell like chocolate, Camzi." Camila looks at me with a dead look before back at Lauren.

Her The Office face ass.

"What is it, Jupiter?"

She licks her lips, putting a finger up like she's asking permission to ask a question subtly. "Yesterday's tomorrow is today," she opens her eyes slowly, eyelids droopy, and looks at me with a smile.

My eyes widen and I look at Camila, pointing, "Yooooo, that's crazy, bruh." She nods slowly, slouching back. "Oh, silver, purple, and orange ain't got nothing to rhyme with," I shake my head.

"You stupid." She giggles and Lauren follows, "Let's have a battle. Camzi vs Pebbles." Random as hell, but we were with it immediately.

Camila glares at me, cracking her knuckles, "You're going down, Johnson." I copy her, "I'll wipe yo ass with the flo'." Lauren starts beatboxing terribly, but it's whateva-eva. "You first," I challenge her.

Camila nods, before starting, "Camilly on this beat. All Johnson do is beat her meat. Got on a chain that is hella cheap. Bitch, I can defeat you even in my sleep. Its a treat. To be in my presence. I'm a queen, yo tall ass a peasant. Only relevant 'cause you dad's The Rock. So your name's Pebbles after your small ass cock."

Lauren stops abruptly and starts laughing her ass off. "Damn! She came for you, Y/N!" My eyes widen at her. She got bars!

I clear my throat, "A'ight, I got something for yo' ass. Jiggly Puff, run that shit back." She continues. Who the hell taught her to beatbox? Whoever did needs a timeout.

Regardless, I start, "Girl, take it easy 'cause you don't want none of me. I ain't on your pussy, so you bet not come for me. Yeah, my name is Pebbles, but it's nothing with my size. Best believe you'll be numb after you take a ride. Look, I ain't one to be sublime. Look, I ain't one to cross over lines. Though, if you try to diss me. We know you wanna kiss me. But you can kiss this ass, now you're bowing to me."

Lauren's eyes lock on me and she brings her hands down from her mouth, "Goddamn," she shakes her head. Camila glares at me, "Don't nobody wanna ride you."

Lauren raises her eyebrows and looks away. Well, guess Ty ain't doing it right. I shrug, "Eh, their lost."

We continue with our little battle until we got bored. That's when High By The Beach by Lana Del Rey plays. Camila starts mouthing the words to the song and I do the same. Though, Lauren might be feeling herself, because she just up and straddles Camila.

I raise an eyebrow, seeing that she was unfazed. Camila shrugs, "She does this a lot."

"Why?" I ask. "This song makes her horny," she says nonchalantly. I chuckle under my breath, too high to actually react to what I'm seeing.

Lauren cuddles into her neck and Camila's eyes suddenly widen. She backs up and I hear her say innocently, "What, Camzi?" Camila glances at me then up at Lauren. She whispers something and Lauren climbs off before leaving the room.

"Uh, the fuck did I just witness?" She watches her leave then looks at me, "It's obvious. I'm gonna go up there and fuck her brains out." I nearly choke on my spit at that.

She stands up, then comes over to me and daps me up. "Food in the kitchen. Just don't touch the Hot Cheetos, the strawberries, the cupcakes, or the bananas." She then gets closer and glares at me.

"I count my damn bananas. I will cut you if you take one," I put my hands up in defense, chuckling. "A'ight, ma, you got it. Now go get that pussy," she pops her hoodie up and leaves. This fool.

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After eating a few things and watching a little Netflix on their TV, I checked the time. I hop up, putting back on my jacket, shoes, and grabbing my keys as quickly as I can.

I guess I was too loud because I heard someone clear their throat ahead of me. I slowly lift my head to see Ally in shorts and a tank top. She has her arms over her chest and I smile sheepishly. "Hey, there." She glares at me, "Do you have any idea what time it is?!" She whisper yells.

I roll my eyes with a small giggle, "Of course, which is why I'm leaving." I proceed in putting my shoes on. Once I was done, I notice she was still standing there. I tilt my head to the side, "What?" She sighs in irritation, "Look," she starts.

"It's obvious you're still high. I don't want you to drive like that," I raise an eyebrow. "Since when did you care?" She drops her arms, "Well, I don't want my fake girlfriend to get into an accident." I chew on my bottom lip.

"Just...stay here. You can sleep on the couch," I grimace a bit. "I'm too tall for that couch. My legs would hang off." She rolls her eyes, "It's a pull out. Here," she removes the pillows and cushions and starts to pull on a small rope looking thing.

With a little effort, she successfully assembles the bed and damn, its pretty big. Heh, that's what she said.

"There's a blanket in that closet over there," she points and I look. When I look back down at her, she looks around, "What?" I give her a small smile, "Thought you didn't like me?" She rolls her eyes, "Doesn't mean I want you out in this state."

"It ain't like I'm drunk, though." She groans, "You can still get hurt, Y/N." There was a brief silence before she says, "I'm going back to bed. Good night." She leaves without another word.

She really confuses me.

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