1965 - 2018

4

So I guess I'm having over now?

"Angelo what's the news" Dal yelled from inside.  I didn't know if he meant if I was having or if this had to do with Mason.  I'm gonna take a wild guess and say having over. 

"Yea I'll have" I said with a sigh as I walked back inside. Obviously going out a drinking is fun but that's going out. I've had over before but I feel like I usually spend more time worrying about people breaking shit than me breaking my personal shots record.

zzz zzzz
*Mason Redd is calling*

I looked down at my phone to see Mason calling me. the fuck. Why was he calling me? I didn't even know I had his number. If Dal found out I was getting a call from him, never mind talking to him he'd be pissed at me. like pissed. No one really knows what went wrong between Dallas and Mason but all we know is something did and it's better off if no one knows.

"Hey guys, uh... I'm gonna go. See ya later" I said quickly walking out. Guess I wasn't the best at hiding things.

"Uh hello" I said hopping into my car. Dal came outside and gave me a weird look. I just waved my hand indicating for him to go back inside.
"DeAngelo" he said back in his deep, raspy voice. fuckkkk.

"what do you want Mase?" I asked.

"Heard you were having over tonight..." He began. "am I invited?"

"if you bring the team, but come along" I said. I realized that I had just been smiling the whole time talking to him.

"deal" He replied. "I wanna do something to return the favor"

"Return what favor?" I replied laughing. Just by Mason Redd showing up to my house was just fine.

"I guess we'll find out" He said in a mischievous voice. I feel like I could see his facial expression through his tone. Narrowed eyebrows, intense eyes, hair loosely gelled back with one piece perfectly placed over his right eye, lips being bitten by his gorgeous white teeth.  fuck.

"I guess we will" I replied smiling through my words. 

"see ya tonight Angelo... all of ya" he said and hung up.  Was I actually going to fu-

**knock, knock**

"Jesus Christ" I jumped at the sudden sound from the window.  It was Dallas.  "Why're you still sitting here, thought you left" he said.  As long as he didn't see my phone or my red face... it's a little to late for that but he won't suspect anything. 

"Just got caught in a phone call that's all" I said quickly turning my car on.  "Yo you seem like you're acting all weird.  The fucks up?" He asked as he walked around my car getting into the passenger seat.  "Look Dal I gotta get-"

*ding*
**Text message from Mason Redd**

"Who'd texting ya" he said reaching over into the cup holder to grab my phone.  Luckily I was already nervous enough Dal would find out that I was ready to grab it in seconds.  I grabbed it out of his hands, "Damn I don't like secrets" he said looking at me weird. 

"No secrets... uh, see my mom she's texting me about some personal stuff" I lied.  I couldn't have Dal find out I was kinda texting his biggest enemy.