Wrong number(lil mosey) discontinued

Day 5: facetime

^^^^ Blake and Kimetrius.

Lathan's POV:

"Bitch, who are you over there texting?" This bitch, Blake slapped my head.

"Nigga, mind your business." I replied.

"I don't have business, so I got to mind yours." He shrugs, lying back on the couch.

"Kimetrius, pass the blunt, but when you going to Diego's?" I take it from his hand, putting my phone away.

"Probably later." He turns his head to the side, only showing his jawline, hiding the blush. I think he has a crush.

"You saying that like you don't like him, K."

"I don't, we're just friends..." I may be a school drop-out but I'm not an idiot. A blush means you like someone.

I don't think I've blushed before...maybe I have and I'm just not admitting it though?

"Whatever." I let it go, already knowing Blake is going to say something. He definitely presses shit sometimes.

"You're one lying ass bitch, you know that?" Yup, there's Blake.

A'Mari was telling me about one of her best friends...I think her name was like April or something, I don't remember. But I ship her and Blake. They have like the exact same personality, it's cute.

"I don't like him, for real." Kimetries went on, trying to convince somebody that he actually doesn't like Diego.

"So, you love him?" Blake turned around, not facing Kimetius anymore, wrapped his arms overs his chest, and rubbed his back. Everybody knows this old trick, he needs to be stopped.

"No, we're just friends!"

Nick, Cordae, and Jay came in like they where the police looking for something.

"Where the fuck is the food, nigga?" Cordae asked. This nigga always hungry, goddamn. All he do is eat. And he don't even be eating his own damn food.

"Nigga, at the store, duh." I already know why he here and I'm not about to let him eat my food.

"Bro, I can do a handstand." Jay said, lifting his arms and trying to do it. He was just in his big ass head. I know he don't really think he can do a damn handstand.

"Aye, nigga, get the fuck out my living room with that." I said, already aggravated as fuck. He going to knock down something that ain't even supposed to be knocked down.

Jay fell over and lied on the floor, giving up on his handstand that he claimed he could do. These niggas at my house about to ruin all my shit, I need to text A'mari.

Me: Do you want to switch friends?

A'mari🙃: How we gonna switch friendS, with a plural s at the end, when I only got one?

Me: I'm your only friend?! You are so anti-social, Mar. 😂💀

A'mari🙃: No, my best friend is May, dumbass.

Me: I'm not your friend? Damn....

A'mari🙃: Okay, whatever, you are....I now have two friends :(

Me: Mhmmm, okay...

"Who are you texting?" Nick came up all close to me with his gay ass, trying to see all up in my phone.

"I'm not texting you, so damn, mind your own business." See, this is why some niggas about to be walking they saggy pants the fuck out my damn house. I really ain't got time for this shit.