Cordae POV
Your just too good to be true. Something about her just make me wanna hold her. I've finally meet a girl who don't want me for clout, money, or even to just use me.
"We here."
I stop the car. The view from just my car was amazing. Hoping out the car, I got over and open the door for Aliyah.
"Ummm where we at?"
"This is where I chill, think, reminisced, etc."
"Then why are we here?"
"I mean we can turn back around and go to McDonald's if you want."
I hear her laugh as I'm going through the trunk to grabs some stuff.Before closing the door back.
"Nah. It just reminds me of this other place back at my home town."
"Ahhh. Reminiscing already."
"Boy Bye."
As I'm putting a blanket down I look over and see Aliyah looking down on the edge. In my eyes it had looked like she was going to fall. I walked over to her and grab her arm.
"Girl you ain't afraid of heights."
"Hell nah. My nigga I was going to join the Air Force, being a damn pilot heights was my least problems."
She walks back a little smiling.
"But one thing I am scared of is damn water."
"So you don't take baths."
She side eyed me before rolling her eyes.
"Of course I take bath. Who don't take baths."
"People who scared of water."
"Shut. upppp. Damn."
I laughed before continuing to put the last little thing on the blanket.
"Ion even a romantic nigga and I'm doing stuff like this."
I finally sit down looking over at Aliyah.
"Why you doing all of this?"
"All of what."
"The damn picnic, blanket and shit like we in the movie Notebook or sum."
"Damn nigga just can't be a very charming romantic man. Plus that is a good ass movie."
"Pfftt. Most nigga do shit like this after they get a hand in the cookie jar. And it really is"
"One. not most dudes, and two relax."
She finally sits down but still seems tense.
"What you don't trust me."
