Attitude Problem

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Ps. This old.

Nassiah

I looked at Alonso who was laying backwards on my bed in basketball shorts he was scrolling through his phone acting like he wasn't listening to me so - I'm definitely going out. I pulled up my balmains and than looked for a shirt.

"Nah where you really bout to go?" He finally said our eyes meeting through the mirror.

"Nigga I been told you- It's Tash birthday- hood throwing her a party" He knew she was throwing a party she was talking to him about it all week because me and Donnie wouldn't listen.

   "You coming?" I asked he scoffed making me roll my eyes- his punk ass.

    "You bout to go home in a cop car, that's cute" he said as I slipped my glock into my pants.

  "You love doubting me like fuck is wrong with you" I asked getting  aggravated with his mouth.

  "Watch yourself, and you always trying shoot someone. Who finna be there to stop your ass? Especially when you drinking and getting high with the next bitch" He gritted through his teeth, I walked closer to him and pulled him up off his back before pressing a kiss on his lips.

  "Chill out" I mumbled he pulled me back into him by my pant loops,

  "I'm trying Chill with you, but the streets always get more love than me" he mumbled against my lips.  Before kissing them a bit than started to suck on my bottom.

  "Zooo" I whined pulling away his blue eyes looking at mine, he trying fuck.

  "What?" He said as his hands rested on my butt, "ion like when your lips taste like weed and liquor- gotta get it in now" he hummed innocently

  "Yours always taste like Bacardi and white Hennessy you don't see me complaining" I added he didn't respond because I was right.

  "And you did tell Tash you were coming" I added he just continued to look at me his eyes full of lust.

  "I'm good" he finally responded licking his lips- he wasn't good because i wasn't hearing her mouth. I removed his hands from around me and he was mumbling shit looking back at his phone-

  "Fuck you say? You ain't bout to play me like I'm a bitch say that again" I snapped now angry at his attitude.

"Shut your ass up fore I make you and you ain't gonna be  going to no party" he growled lust filled over his eyes once more and I just rolled my own.

  "Nigga ain't nobody scared of your black ass, what you finna do stay here when I bounce?" He shook his head

  "Nah Imma go out aswell" he replied

  "With who? Ari got his daughter"

  "Chill you don't know everyone I chill with" he said slyly which pissed me off- he playing me like I'm pissy  which I'm not.

  "Alonso ain't nobody fucking playing with you, I swear to fucking god- on Donnie I'm bout to fucking pull this bitch out at you" I started ranting and seconds after finishing my sentence I felt his body up against mine-

  "Say it again" he responded as our faces were inches apart-his chest up against mine. His hand found a way around my neck and he waited for me to say something- "you ain't bout to sit here and play me like I don't be claiming you" he started- I was only half listening cause he was waking up another side of me.

   "That's your problem I wouldn't have a problem with you going to all these parties if you would introduce yourself as my fucking boyfriend" he growled I licked my lips so I could lubricate  the words I was bout to say,