The Boxer And The Dancer (Michael B. Jordan)

Chapter 33

•Michael•

I Pulled Up To Drea's House And Grabbed The Items I Brought With Me Before Getting Out And Going To The Door. I Knocked Several Times. She Came To The Door In Pajama Shorts And A Tank Top. Her Hair Was In A High Ponytail But I Could Tell She Was Either Sleep Or Laying Down Because Hair Strands Were Sticking Up Everywhere.

"What?" Was All She Said.

I Lifted Up The Bouquet Of Flowers And Bag Of Chinese Food. "I Got This For You. I'm Sorry About Yesterday."

She Crossed Her Arms.

"I Really Am Drea, I Don't Know What Came Over Me. I Just...Seeing Him All In Your Face Just Got To Me. I Don't Want To Lose You To Anybody Else."

The Mean But Tired Expression On Her Face Softened A Bit.

"Michael You Were An Asshole And I Don't Appreciate The Way You've Been Acting Lately. I'm Really Trying To Stick By You But You're Making It Really Hard For Me. I Already Have A Lot On My Plate."

"I Know Baby And I'm Really Sorry. I Promise I'll Get It Together."

"Like I've Said Before Don't Promise Me, Promise Yourself Cause Shit Happens And Promises Get Broken."

She Finally Let Me In And We Both Went To The Kitchen. She Took The Flowers And Found Something To Put Them In Before Grabbing A Couple Of Plates And Utensils. We Both Sat Down And Made Our Plates. It Was Very Quiet.

"Go Ahead, Cuss Me Out." I Said.

"What?" She Asked Confused.

"I Can See It In Your Face. You Still Want To Cuss Me Out."

"Yeah I Do But Really All I Want Is Your Affection Michael. I Don't Know What's Happening With Us But It's Turning Bitter."

"And I Swear All I Wanna Do Is Love You. I Love You." I Said Without Thinking.

She Stared At Me. "You What?"

"I Do, I Love You, I'm In Love With You." I Put My Fork Down. "And I Hate When We Argue Even Though It's Always My Fault."

"Michael..."

My Heart Was Starting To Beat Fast. I Just Hoped She Felt The Same. I Love Everything About Her. The Way She Walks, The Way She Talks, Her Smile, Her Laugh, Her Sense Of Humor, Her Bubbly Personality, Even The Bit Of Savageness That Comes Out From Time To Time. Everything About Her Had Me Hooked.

"I Love You Too." She Finally Said.

I Was Relieved. I Thought My Heart Was Going To Explode. I Lightly Gripped Her Hand And Brought It To My Lips, Kissing It.

"But Aye, Ion Care What I Say Or Do. You Ever Leave Me On The Side Of The Road Again, I'm Fucking Up All Your Cars Even Ya Acura."

"Awe See You Not Gone Touch Her."

"Watch, Try That Shit Again, Go From White To Purple."

We Both Laughed. "Girl You Ain't About It."

"Michael I Will Fight You Right Here."

"Get Up Then Punk."

She Stood Up And So Did I. As Soon As She Tried To Come At Me I Grabbed Her And Picked Her Up, Throwing Her Over My Shoulder.

"What Was That Shit You Was Talking?" I Asked With A Smirk On My Face.

"See That's Unfair I'm Like 5 Feet And 140 Pounds."

I Readjusted Her And She Wrapped Her Legs Around My Waist And Her Arms Around My Neck. She Examined My Face Before Crashing Her Lips Into Mine. We Started Making Out And She Began Grinding Her Lower Half Into Mine. I Pulled Away And She Looked At Me Confused.