Jordan POV
"Why did you do that?"I demanded to know. Miah had no right running off the guy. I mean, sure his pick up line was corny but still.
"Dude was ugly anyway."He shrugged. I huffed and turned away from him, facing the window. He better not let me stay mad, I thought to myself.
"You jut make me so mad!"I hit him.
"Don't hit me while I'm drivin'."
"I do what I want. You're not my dad."
"I'm your best friend which means I'm everything you need, wrapped in one."
"Whatever." That was the last thing that was said. He turned the radio on which made me mad even more.
I pulled my earphones out of my purse and plugged it into my phone. I pressed play on Cardi B's song "Bartier Cardi" and turned it all the way up. I pushed them into my ears but kept the mug on my face. Miah knows he's wrong for what he did; he just doesn't want to own up to it.
Just as the song ended, I felt the left earbud being snatched out of my ear. I turned to mug Miah some more before I snatched it back.
"What you want from here?"He asked. I looked around to see that we were in the drive thru at Taco Bell. I know this nigga not tryna fix what he did by taking me to my favorite food place, I mused to myself.
"Three hard tacos and a chalupa box."I said in dull tone. "And a Pepsi."
He ordered for me and drove up to the window.
"You got seventy five cents?"He asked me with a jokingly smile.
"You're the one with the rich parents."I rolled my eyes. "Ask them for seventy five cents."I retorted.
"You should get rid of that bad attitude."He began to look around in the car for the right amount of cents to pay for my food. "Fuck you!"I clenched my teeth.
"Fuck me?"He looked offended.
"Yes. Fuck you Jeremiah!"
"Fuck you too Jordan!"He shot back. He threw the bag of food down on my lap and I opened it.
"Don't eat in my car."
"I wasn't about to. I was checking to see if they got my order right."I set him straight.
I sat my food bag on the floor of the car and reclined the seat so I could take a nap.
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"You know you don't have to be so protective alla the time."I spoke up. We were laying in his bed and night time was slowly approaching.
"I feel like that's my job."
"Well it's not."
"I know how the boys down here are. I'm just tryna keep you from getting your heart broke."
"How ima learn if I don't get it broken? You can't always run a guy off."
"Aight, ima work on it."
"Thanks bestie."I kissed his cheek before finishing my taco.
"Lemme get a piece of that chalupa."
I broke him off a piece and feed it to him. "That's good. Lemme get another piece."
I turned to face him so I could feed him without hurting my back. "Is that your girlfriend?"I asked.
He nodded and answered the phone. I couldn't hear what Haley was saying because the call wasn't on speaker but it sounded pretty urgent. Next thing I knew, he got up and walked out, leaving me here.
