Chapter 9

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Aaliyah

"Um, Bianca's pregnant?" Rashad asks as he looks at the pictures on my wall and there's one of me and her, caressing her small baby bump. I giggled wordlessly while nodding and straightening my hair.

"Yeah, Devante's baby of course. I always knew he'd be the one to knock her up or marry her. Love at first fuck, huh?" I joke, causing him to laugh and throw himself on my bed. He looks around.

"Wow, you're just so beautiful and all grown up now, Aaliyah. I'm proud to see you doing good. How is it here with pops?" He asks cautiously and I lift my eyes to the ceiling.

"Eh, I'm managing." I mumble and look back down to see him nodding. He changes the subject.

"Well, lets get you ready for your date, hm?"

I nod with fake enthusiasm and we both start moving about, making ourselves productive to get me ready and decent on time. Around ten minutes to six, we make our way downstairs and Rashad eyebrows raised. I'm wearing a white summer dress and cute white sandals to match it.

"Don't you think that dress is a little short? Maybe you should change into something different." He scolds and I smiled widely.

"Love you too Rashad. Trust me, alright?"

He nods and we both look up and over towards the door as someone rings the doorbell. Rashad rushed past me and answers it. "Hey man, Michael is it? Good to see you again." He greets and they shake hands for the second time today. Michael's eyes find mine and he grins.

"Aaliyah, you look ravishing." He compliments and I grin at him with an underlying message telling him to 'knock off the fake act'. I walk past Rashad and he smiled.

"Alright, have fun, but not my type of fun. See you before nine-"

I glare at him and he laughs. "Fine, before eleven, but I will be here waiting for you." His brows raised and I furrow mine.

That means he'll be here by the time dad gets home for work. I'm not sure I want to come back here if that's going to be the case.

He waves me off and I turn and walk forward with Michael right beside me. He opens the passenger door for me and I giggled. "Fake ass." I tease and hear his laugh. Once I settle in, he closed my door and rushed around to the driver's side, getting in and quickly starting the engine.

I tuck some of my hair behind my ear. "So, what's the plan?" I asked and he drives smoothly with his left hand never leaving the wheel.

"You'll see. Just sit back and relax." He says and I huff out of breath of air, but behave and stay silent for the remainder of the ride . I can't help but grin as we reach an arcade place and I look at him to see a small smile resting on his beautiful face. I watch him flawlessly park into a space not too far from the entrance of the arcade and he turns to me.

"Hope you don't mind a little fun." He teases and I smirk.

"You'd be surprise, Michael."

We make our way out of his car and I flinch subtly as he grabs my hand while walking next to each other. Walking into the building, we're greeted by an obviously bored employee. She has curly hair like Michael's and she has smooth cocoa brown skin and she's very pretty. She smiled briefly without looking at us.

"Welcome, what can I get you?"

Michael looks momentarily uncomfortable and I realize that he must know her. It all clicks as she looks up and grins. "Oh, Michael! Long time no... see. Date night with your girlfriend?" She observes and he chuckles nervously, seeming to not wanting to answer her with a yes.

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