NBA Imagines

Dennis Smith Jr.

AMBERS POV

"Dennis I'm not playin', I'm really not in the mood right now" I said while I walked to my car. I searched through my bag for my keys while the only light I had was that of the moon. I was supposed to stay over Dennis' house tonight but of course his friends "just so happened" to show up, ending the romantic night that I had been planning for a while now. Seeing as we never get any alone time since he's always in the gym and I'm always at work.

"Bae bae bae bae bae come back inside, they finna leave out" he said chasing behind me. I didn't care if they left, I was already irritated and wanted to lay down in my bed.

I pulled my keys out and unlocked the doors to my car. As soon as I got my door open, Dennis came and slammed it back shut.

"Dennis move. I got a headache." I said through my teeth. And I really did, my head was starting to throb. "Come on Am' the finna leave and we can finish what we doing" he said looking down at me.

I shook my head. "Nah it's ok gon hang wit ya boys" I opened my door again and threw my bag to the passenger seat. "Can I go now" I said.

"Come on now you doin the most" he said. I scoffed bout ready to go off on this nigga for trying to get on me for something that is his fault.

I put my key in the ignition and started it. "Yeah right I ain't gotta put up wit this" I said under my breath. But I still couldn't close my door and pull off because he was standing in the way.

"What was that I ain't hea' you" he said thinking he was intimidating me by putting his ear near my face. He was really starting to get me mad. "The fuck out my face" I said mushing his head.

"Aye aye don't be puttin' ya hands on me" he barked grabbing my wrist. "Dennis just go back to ya friends before I really get mad and hurt ya feelings" I'm not finna play wit this nigga.

"Pssshh yeah aight" he said walking away from the door. I finally closed the door and put my seat belt on and putting the car in reverse. Before I could lift my foot up off the brake he was on the other side of my car climbing in to the passenger seat.

He threw my bag in the back before saying, "You not goin no where so you might as well just talk to me".

I hugged out a puff of hot air as he put the car back in park. "Dennis I just want to go home" I put my hand on the top of my head covering my eyes. "I'll come back over here tomorrow when your friends are gone".

"Nah you not leaving mad, we can talk now. Put it all out there 'cuz you mad bout somn else" he said leaning his seat back. I turned the engine off and let out a breath again.

This nigga swear he know me.

"I just think that you knew how badly I wanted to be with you tonight. We barely seen each other in the last two weeks and when we finally get a night where neither one of us has anything else to do and I plan something out for us. YOUR friends show up and YOU didn't even let them know, 'Oh right now isn't a good time, I'm chillin wit my girl'. No, yo dumbass invited them inside for what exactly?" I said.

I turned my body to him so I could see his face, when he realized that he stupid.

"Ok I apologize for that. That is my fault my mind slipped. But I told you they was leaving right back out."

"And that would have been all fine and dandy had they not ruined the night wit they lil comments and shit. I love your friends like they my brothers but sometimes they get disrespectful and you don't say shit" I said. "Talking' bout some, "oh you finna get that sloppy toppy tonight or beat the walls off that joint D!"