Love is everything, but simple. [Sequel To Just A Friend]

Mr. Deez (Pt. 1)

"If Only You Knew" is an oldie, orginally sung by Patti Lebelle, re-done by Keke Wyatt, but it's a fantastic song. You can say I have an old soul! :D 

Welp, Enjoy Guiseee. 

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               "If only, you knew how much I do, do love you" - Keke Wyatt 

6 years later.  

Abby’s P.O.V.

     I arrived at an all too familiar coffee shop named “Coffee Table”. I use to come here and relax when I returned home from college. It had a very relaxing vibe to it, something you couldn’t ignore. It was furnished in a very home-styled way that made you almost never want to leave. 

     I took a seat at a deserted table located by a window in the front of the café; I slouched in the chair and kicked my legs up to sit them in the chair in-front of me. The cup of coffee I had just purchased was slowly being lifted up to my lips. I took a few sips of the steamy hot coffee and it slither down my throat. The warm desire was enough to tickle my insides. I happened to get a good look of the place before letting my eyes drift outside, as I could see the California morning mist slowly disappearing.

     “Is this seat taking?” A husky, male voice asked.

      The sudden question was enough to snap me out of my gaze. I happened to locked eyes on an all too familiar face as a smile began to spread like wild fire on mine.

     “Trey?” I responded, sounding a little more eager than I planned to.

     “Ohh naw, my name is Mr. Deez.” He replied.

     My eyebrows furrowed. “Mr. Deez?”

     “You know, as in, Deez nuts.”

     I glared at him, which only made him chuckle, lightly. His head dropped down a bit as he continues to laugh. I could tell that the time apart, might have changed him a bit. See after high school, Trey went to Pennsylvania State University, studying to be a Veterinary Technician and I went to Stanford University. I couldn’t dare to leave dear ole California, nor my family for that matter.

     We spoke here and there, and visited our families at the same time, but we didn’t spend nearly enough time together. It was quite a change, I can say that much. Through all the craziness we went through it was all forgotten the day of graduation. It was the time of: peace, happiness and finally allowed to grow up and be an adult. All the hard work and dedication had paid off and we were excited, but it wasn’t nearly as much excitement about being apart, but being the best friends we are, we hung in there.

     I rolled my eyes at the simple fact that this bonehead was still laughing. We obviously grew up and have a much different relationship now.

     “Okay, I get it; you’ve become quite an obnoxious pretty boy.” I snarled.

     He let out another laugh while he clutched his stomach. “Okay, I’m sorry, I’m probably being a douche right?”

     “No, not at all, how could you possibly figure that?” I said with my sarcasm peeking at its highest.

     He nodded his head a few times before approaching the seat across from me. He eyed me one good time as if suggesting I move my feet, but when I failed to comply he pushed them right off the chair, slapping on the widest grin ever! It took a lot for me NOT to yell at him, so I sucked in a breath and looked away, rolling my eyes in the process.