We pulled up outside of Deshawn's house.
The last time were here I felt heartbroken, but now that everything is cool between me and his family I don't think I'll ever leave again.
I walked in the house first and was greeted by everyone. "Heyy." I said to everyone who was walking up to hug me. "Ohh, come this way." Mama Joyce demanded. I walked in her direction. "What have you been up to?" she asked. "Well school basically. Me and Deshawn haven't decided which college we plan on going to yet. And spending every chance I get with your son, ma'am. " I responded while smiling at Deshawn then back at Joyce. She was smiling back at me. I guess she loved the answer I gave. "I'm glad you chose to stay the night. You're in for a heck of a night." she said. "We're going to watch movies, I will cook, we'll play games, and talk about our first true love. The boys always sit out on the last one. Hopefully you'll get Shawn to talk about his." she explained. I smiled and said, "I'm in."
I walked upstairs while Mama Joyce was cooking. I opened the room to what seemed to be Chris's room. I examined the room slowly. "Wow, he played football and basketball." I said to myself. I saw newspapers. I read the article:
Freshman, Christoper Omar, Horrible Wreck.
I couldn't read the rest of the newspaper. Suddenly I heard footsteps coming. "What are you doing in here?" Chris yelled. "I'm sorry I thought this was Deshawn's room. I'm so sorry." I said. I walked out with my head down trying not to make eye contact.
I finally walked into Deshawn's room. His room was bigger and cute. It was blue, and all of his trophies, certificates, and newspapers were hanging on his wall. I noticed me and his picture framed next to his bed from our third date. He took me to Incredible Pizza. I almost cried at the sight of it.
Deshawn had tip-toed up behind me and grabbed me by my waisted and pinned me down to the bed. "Baeeee!" I whined. "You're not making this easy for me."I said.
"What you mean?" he asked. I gave him the you know face. He shouted, "Ooh. " "Because I make you horny?" he asked whispering in my ear. The sound of his voice makes me horny.
He was moving up and down. I felt "him" against my... you know. I let out a moan. It was fat and long. I closed my eyes. He started kissing my neck.
"Dinner's ready!" Mama Joyce yelled. He got off me and gave me a hand. "Damn, I want him so bad." I said to myself. "Hold off.. you can hold off another day."
"Race downstairs!" he shouted. I ran down the stairs, but didn't win. "Ugh, no fair. You cheated!" I yelled. "So what?" he yelled back flashing his smile and those dimples I love so much. "Dinner was amazing." I said. "Thanks. I enjoy your presence." she said.
"Movie time," Markayla shouted "let's watch Frozen."
"Yessss." I thought. "I love Frozen." she said. "Me too." I responded.
After Frozen it was time for the game.
"I'll fix ice cream." Mama Joyce said. "I'll help." I said.
"Krystal, when can I meet your parents?" she asked looking down at the ice cream. I thought to myself. "Do I actually want them to meet my parents?" Finally I spoke, "Soon. I will let Deshawn know when to bring you guys over. "
"Strawberry, Vanilla, and Chocolate ice cream!" we shouted.
Everybody rushed over and grabbed their choice of ice cream leaving me and Joyce with strawberry.
"Okay, who's going first?" Kevin asked.
Mama Joyce volunteered. "Well, we've been together for 26 years." she started. "He's been my high school love. Our love grows strong every day. Honestly he wasn't my first love, but he's the only person who treats me like I am somebody. I can't up and leave a love that special." she ended.
Kevin was next. " This my first time actually participating. First time for everything. He said laughing. "Joyce D. Omar." he started looking inside her eyes. "I don't know how my life would be if I never had you in it. I actually don't want to know. You've had my heart every since I first seen you..." he said. I could tell he couldn't go on. Tears were building up in his eyes.
Deshawn raised his hand. "I'll go." he said. Mama Joyce winked her eye at me. He started. "Well I wish I seen it sooner. Because the girl of my dream was my 8th grade crush. If I knew she loved me sooner I wouldn't have gone through all of these break ups, make ups, and hearbreaks. My eyes have been opened to my future. One day she will be that. She has changed my life. Nobody comes close to her. Nobody can make me feel the way she makes me feel. I didn't wanna tell her that I love her. But whenever I'm around her, hug her, kiss her I can tell she loves me. We share gazes and I know she know I love her. I still get butterflies around her." he said crying. "I Love You, Krystal Chayanne Hopson." I rushed to him and hugged him. "I love you too!" I said kissing him.
My go. "My first love! It's nothing new. Deshawn Omar is the one for me. I can't and don't want to love anyone the way I love him. He respects me, loves me, support me, and cares. He makes me smile, laugh, cry.. Damn we just an emotional rollercoaster. I enjoy every second every moment that I'm with this sucker. I hate to leave his side. There's nothing better than the thought of me and him being together." I said trying to fight the tears forming in my eyes. "I've never thought that you'll be my better half and I'm thankful you're in my life."
I sat down beside Deshawn. He looked at me and said "I love you." "I love you too." I replied.
"Goodnight, everyone." Me and Deshawn said. We head back to Deshawn's room and went to bed.
