celebration.

Perfect.

Shae's P.O.V.

Paris Harris.
The girl i lost my first kiss too.

Everything about her made man go crazy. Her Carmel skin was glowing naturally. Her eyes were light brown. Her natural hair was out, shit it smelled good too. Her eyebrows were prefectly threaded. Her lips, were a natural toffee colour coated with lipgloss. She never wore any make up which made her look even prettier.

Her body was the bomb, those boobs were a certified C cup, them pink nipple piercing got me real happy. Her belly wasn't flat nor big she was perfect. Her thighs were thick and her bum didn't help either. Her bum was big and round.

She was fuckable.

I shook my head to stop my self from daydreaming about Paris.

Picking up my phone to call my bro trill

"yooo KB" his husky voice spook out.

"Where are you Trill?"

"I'm heading out to the trap"

I sighed and shook my head.

"Nigga get back in your house, we got school tomorrow" i reminded him.

"Shut up, i am dropping by your yard after, cook me food" before i could reply he locked off the call, i kissed my teeth then checked the time.

1:28am.

Paris left 3 hours ago. I should text her i thought.

I copied and pasted her snapchat that i put into my notes when she was talking to Rachael.

Me and Rachael was nothing serious she gives me head and that was it, i wasn't looking to loss my virginity to some hoe and clout chaser.

I added Paris on snap and waited for her to add me back.

I was drifting off to sleep as i received a snap from her. I texted to and told her to call me because i was too tired to type.

A few minutes went by until i received a facetime call. I groaned.

I said call not facetime i thought.

I answered.

"Hey Shae" she sounded sleeply.

I checked the time 2:46am, no wonder she was sleepy.

"Sup mami" my voice sounded sexy when i was tired.

"Stop speaking like thattttt"

I smirked knowing that she was loving it.

"What you smiling about?"

"Nothing, defo nothing" my voice was back to normal again.

"You love showing man your nipple piercings innit"

She frowned.

"What you on about?"

"You tits, they erm escaped from your top" i chuckled a little.

Her eyes grew as she threw down her phone, i was now staring at her ceiling all i could hear was rattling and doors closing.
She came back with an oversize boy top.

I screwed her.

"Is that your man's top or something"

I questioned as jealousy dripped in my voice. I didnt care right now, i wanted to know why she was wearing another mans tops hours after we just lisped.

"N-n-no" she stuttered.

"Don't fucking lie to me" i growled.

"Why the fuck does it matter to you anyways"
she spoke in anger as tears dripped down her face.

My face softened as soon as i saw her crying.

"I'm sorry, i was just curious" i whispered.

"Just leave me be"

and with that she ended the call.

I groaned in anger before turning my phone off.

I stripped out of my puma tracksuit and was left in my boxers. I pulled the duvet over my head and slept in anger.

I didn't mean to hurt her.

It wasn't that deep was it ?

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A/N - i am shit at writing boys P.O.V.- im so sorry if it was shit, i kinda tried.
-m 👣.