Aniyah was shocked when the King approached her first, flagging her down by calling her by her real name.
The thought made her happy, seeing as she had told Erik her name back at the high school reunion, which, despite what he tells his bitch of a girlfriend, he seemed to have remembered.
"Yes?" She answers, in the most sultry voice she can muster. He raises his eyebrows, but still leaves that tiny smirk on his face.
"I'm finally alone. I have to tell you something." The King's next words are everything Aniyah wanted to hear, everything she just knew he was feeling, and God, did it sound good to her.
"I don't know what it is, but, there's something about you that I don't see in her. Something that set a fire within me that night of the reunion. Something that ignited even further that day, by the pool, and I- Ion fucking know." She grins at him, twirling her hair and pushing her lips out just enough.
"Why do you have to? Nothing needs to be known except for the fact that you and I should be together." He moves closer to her, and she could not deny the tension in the air.
"Why can't we be? I wanna see you, please. Come by and maybe we can finish what was started in the bathrooms," he winks.
Was it getting hot?
She blushes, and nods shyly, which makes me fucking celebrate because I was bout tired of this romantic bullshit.
"Aren't you a bit worried?" Shuri asks, staring at the footage from the cameras that are set up for security AND now, trifling bitches!
"Hell nah. I'm the psycho one in this relationship, if anything, he's scared as hell right now!"
I forgot he could hear us, and I could see him itching to pull out his middle finger.
"Oh shut the fuck up, E. You and I both know it's true." Back to business, Aniyah was walking ahead of him, pushing out her non-existent butt. Ha. Can't be me, and Erik actually looked genuinely interested in her.
"Okay. We've lost eyes on you, but make sure she does NOT reach into her bag. There's a drugged up drink in there."
"And baby, if you touch her, please go to the hospital afterwards to check yourself for Ebola."
Shuri shakes her head, trying her best not to frown, or laugh. I can't tell which.
"It's a serious disea— okay. I'm being aggy. I love him and if he fucks up I can literally die." Erik licks his lips, probably wanting to say something corny and sweet. This nigga.
"Was that so hard to do? Exposing how you actually feel?"
"YES. Gosh. I've worked up a sweat." I fan my face, as the Dora's inform me that Anya and Erik had been seen walking towards the gates, which would lead to Erik leading her to our room, which was fully dark.
"Okay. Baby, we can't see you, just mAKE THE FUCK SURE SHE DOES NOT TOUCH HER BAG." He breathes out heavily, prolly telling us he got it.
"This is the part that should probably have you freaking out," Shuri sighs.
"It's just..." I turn off the mic's. "What if she actually is all that? What if she's exactly Erik's type. What if this little experiment proves it to him."
"You have an anniversary dinner after this, T. Why would you guys make it to one year if he thought you weren't 'it' for him. You should hear all the great things he says about you. I might not get along with him often, but we do agree that you're ONE AMAZING BITCH, BITCH!"
Aww, my intestines.
"Oh shut up." I grin, and she walks me out of the room.
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Erik's moves had been calculated up to this point. Here, he didn't know what to do, his girlfriend didn't know what he was doing, and the last thing they all needed was Aniyah's weird ass stalking them.
"Where are we going?" Aniyah asks, as if she doesn't fucking know.
"Somewhere private." He doesn't dare talk in his 'Erik the Sex god' voice, because that shit is restricted for one person and that's how it's going to be for a long time.
"You know, I knew you felt it. I knew I wasn't goin crazy." She places hands on his chest, and he reaches behind her to open the door.
'Don't kill her, don't kill her...' Erik kept repeating in his head, knowing that he owed Tazi her Netflix subscription because damn, Aniyah really is annoying.
"I just didn't know how to act on it, but now I do." He closes the door behind himself, and could already hear Aniyah's heavy breathing.
"So what are you waiting for?" He sighs.
This is going to be so painful.
"We have all night. Why don't we take it slow."
Erik felt that if he heard that bitch moaning he would vomit his breakfast out.
"I never pictured you to be the gentle type," she purrs, thinking it had some type of effect of him.
Erik chuckles. T, who was still limping from 'working out' three days ago would beg to differ.
"Sorry. I had to laugh." Three minutes had already passed, and they were just talking. Aniyah was unable to touch her bag, and everything was going to plan.
"Where's the joke?"
"You'll find out why soon." She giggles, making him dip down slightly whilst grabbing his shirt, hard.
"I wanna find out now."
Six minutes were left, and E himself wasn't a fan of dragged out foreplay, but if it meant T not having to worry about her, so fucking be it.
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Issa shorty but my published chapters are catching up with the prewritten ones (gasp!) so...
Luh y'all stay sweggy
