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He’s so perfect. His smile. His tattoos. His dreads. I fell in love with him the first day at school. I was walking down the hallway lost as hell. I saw him and hoped he’d come help me find my way. In the middle of day dreaming about him, we crashed into each other. I fell and he stood over me looking down at me. His friends looked at me and laughed, I get on my knees and pick up my purse and schedule up. I get up and look down “I’m sorry . . .” I begin to walk away he grabs my arm. “What’s your name ma?” I bit my lip “Armani . . .” He smirks “Well Armani, you looked better down on your knees.” His boys laugh and they walk off.
My heart broke when he said that to me . . . towards the end of the year it got worse. Every day I was careful of my outfits, hair, and make-up. Just to make sure he had nothing to say to me. I was getting tired of the constant bullying and teasing. Not only by him but the girls were horrible to. They always wrote on my stuff “Slut”, “Whore” , “Stupid Bitch” Anything they figured would hurt me.
It’s the week of the junior dance and everyone is going, I’m not going for enjoyment. I’m going to get some extra credit in my film class. Take some pictures of the dates, the prom decorations, and the kind and queen. J You gotta love prom.
I drive to the prom setting up my camera area for the pictures. Before you know it the prom is packed people dancing and having the time of their lives. I took pictures and got e-mail addresses to send the pictures to. I sit at the table going through the pictures . . . He comes up behind me. I look back and sigh. He sits next to me “I like that one. Who’s that?” I look straight at the computer “Yolanda and Jason . . . Prom King and Queen” He nods “I just wanted to see how good you were. I saw you over here doing ya thing. That’s good.”
I nod and come up to the last picture “Whoa wait go back!” I jump a little because he scared me. I go back. “She’s beautiful. Who is that?” I look down and back up “That’s . . . me and my mom . . . I tried on the dress I was going to wear this year but no one wanted to go with me so yeah.” He frowns and walks away. I shrug and get my things together.
I walk out to my car. My car is trashed . . . I mean trashed. I walk over to my car and open the door. I see him and his boys with their groupies laughing. Tears sliding down my face I don’t even care anymore I walk over there “What the fuck Jacquees!? Bully me all the fuck y’all want but destroying my mom’s fucking car. That’s some fucked up shit. I’ve never in my life said this to anyone, but Jacquees I fucking HATE you with every bit of my soul. All of you are nothing but horse shit to me, fuck it.”
I look dead into his eyes as I told him I hated him, I could have sworn I saw a bit of pain in his eyes. I don’t give a fuck about his pain that’s his own fault. I get into the car and drive home. I’m so glad my mom isn’t home. I don’t feel like hearing her lecture about standing up for myself. Thank god it’s summer.
I wake up to someone banging on my front door. I fall down the last 2 stair “I’M COMING DAMN!” I walk and open the door and see Jacquees. “What the hell do you want?” I say in the rudest tone ever. He kisses me roughly walking into the house and closing the door.
He kisses my neck as he pins me against the wall. I breathe deeply as he sucks on my clit the pleasure is amazing. I grab a handful of his dreads. I moan grind against his tongue, I scream his name and he comes up kissing me.
He picks me up and carries me to my room he lays me on the bed and kisses me while I unbuckle his pants they drop to the floor. He climbs on top of you and kisses you softly. “Wait. . .” he stops and looks me in the eyes “I . . . I’ve never done this before . . . “
His gaze softens and he kisses you passionately. He whispers “Do you want to?” I nod.
He slowly pushes inside of me, the pain wasn’t bad but it wasn’t great either. I bite my lip and close my eyes. He kisses me everywhere to keep my mind off the pain. I begin to moan and arch my back.
His long deep strokes made the pleasure amazing. I moan louder no longer trying to hide it, he kisses my neck making me moan louder and pull his dreads. He growls in my ear only turning me on more. My breathing becomes deep and short, he goes deeper making my legs shake he kisses my neck and whispers “If you feel the pressure . . . let it out ma”
I do as I’m told and I feel this wonderful sensation go over my body. I can only pull his body closer to mine the pleasure is unbearable. I’m constantly moaning as my body shakes and pulsates. He kisses me passionately still going strong he releases to.
I look over and see that Jacquees is in my bed! I look down and gather myself that this all did happen. I fall back in the bed and cover my face. A raspy voice interrupts my thoughts “Can we talk?” I nod to uncovering my face. “I know I’ve been an asshole to you and I’m really sincerely sorry about that. I regret everything I’ve ever said to you. I was on some pre-school shit and that wasn’t cool. You see and beautiful girl and they make you stupid. I should know better than to do what I did to you. I should have just shown you around and gotten the spot in your heart I know I could have . . . What I’m failing horribly at saying is I apologize. Armani, will you forgive me?”
I look over at him “Yes, Jacquees I forgive you . . .” He smiles and leans in to kiss me “The bigger problem is . . . you just took my virginity.” His smile fades “Armani that was will I swear to you. Even if after this you decide you don’t want to date me I’m still going to be there for you. I know I took something sacred to you.” I look down “I promise, babygirl. I won’t leave.”
*2 years later*
You and Jacquees have graduated and are now moved into your own place. He comes in late from work and you’re sitting at the table in a deep thought. You can’t get your head around the fact that you’re pregnant. . .
“Hey baby? You okay?” I nod reassuringly “I need to tell you something . . . “He sits down and listens. “I don’t know how to say this . . . I’m scared. . .” He grabs your and kisses you “Just say it.” I look down
“Jacquees . . . I’m pregnant.” I say quietly
He looks at me stunned . .
I wish he’d say something I’m feeling really scared right now. . .
“That great!! I hope I have son . . . This nigga gone be the best.” He smiles big and kisses my stomach.
*9 Months Later*
Your beautiful baby girl was born J
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