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Thursday 4:20

"Is you go come with me for my birthday?" Dior asked Eric as they was riding in his car on their way to Olive Garden. She just wanted their chicken alfredo soo bad. So he just said fuck it, he'll eat that too.

"Damn shorty yo birthday is coming up ain't it." He said looking over at her.

"Eric stop playing you know my birthday Saturday." She said pulling her phone out to text Rico back.

He recently asked her what she was doing.

Her: going to get some food

"Shidd I forgot" he lifted up in his seat to make a left turn.
"Where you suppose to be going?" He asked her as he made his turn. Then leaned back in his seat gliding down the street with one hand on the steering wheel.

"My mama is taking me to six flags. You wanna come?" She asked while looking at him, waiting for his answer.

He stopped at a red light looking over at her.

She was cute as hell with her lil bun that made her look more her age.

"Hell naw

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"Hell naw... I'm good shorty" he said rubbing his waves and drove off as the light turned green.

She low key was a lil shitty because she wanted him to come too and he just said no all nonchalant, which didn't surprise her because he never care about what he say.

"Whatever, I didn't want you to come anyways" she said looking down at her phone.

Rico:you go give me some?
She smirked a lil bit before texting him back.
Her: nope I'm stingy 😋 How old are you🤔

He read her message but didn't reply. She looked at it but just shrugged it off and laid her phone in her lap.

They was sitting down at Olive Garden just talking about random stuff enjoying their food.

"I wanna do a photo shoot tho." She said eating her pasta.

"Yea...?" He said nonchalant because his focus was on something else and Dior quickly peeped that he wasn't paying attention to her but whatever was behind her.

She turned her head to see three girls who looked like they was probably around his age. They was pretty with nice shapes.

His eyes was locked on the brown skinned one.

She walked past they table and he couldn't help but to turn his head and look at her ass

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She walked past they table and he couldn't help but to turn his head and look at her ass. 

Dior smacked her lips at him and rolled her eyes.

She reached over the table and mushed his head.

He looked at her chuckling.
"What you doing all that for? Chill"
He said going back to eating his food.

"You chill. Being thirsty and shit. Clean yo droll up off the floor." She said while tossing some napkins at him.

He grabbed them while laughing just shaking his head because he knew he was looking a lil hard. Shorty was just looking too good for him he couldn't resist.

"He, he, he...... she wasn't even cute." Dior said rolling her eyes. She was lowkey jealous because his attention was all on her.

She just finished her food ignoring him.

"You mad at me?" He asked her but she just kept eating acting like she was at the table by herself.

He leaned over the table kissing her lips but she didn't kiss back or even looked at him.
"Gimme a kiss" he lowly said trying to kiss her again but she moved her head to the side mugging him.

He smacked his lips and sat back down finishing up his food. He didn't like how she was acting or they vibe he wasn't feeling the shit one bit.

"Ight I'm done. You finish? Cuz I'm finna take you home. I got shit to do." He asked while looking at her.

Her energy was rubbing off of him and now he was irritated and just wanted to take her lil ass home. She was doing too much for him.

She drunk her juice and got up saying "yup" and walking off.
He just got up throwing four 20s on the table and walking out.

He unlocked his doors and Dior got in and he got in right after her.

He pulled up to her house put his car in park as he leaned back looking at Dior then rubbing his hand down his face frustrated with how she was acting over some lil petty shit.

She took her seatbelt off and grabbed her bag.
"Imma call you later ight?" He said before she opened the door and got out.
"Whatever Eric" she said the closed the door.

He watched her go up to her door and rung it as her mama opened it and letting her in.

He gotta make it up to his lil baby he think the shit is petty but he don't like when his lil shorty mad at him.




TO BE CONTINUED.............

A/N: I may update again tomorrow. Sorry y'all but I be soo tired. Work is not no joke.

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