In which Jamell shoots Taymor for flushing his weed down the toilet after Jamell leaks Taymor's number on Instagram live.
TAYMOR MCINTYRE.
"Give me a fuckin' kiss!" I said as I gripped Jamell by his dreads yanking his head back towards mine. He hisses in pain trying to get my hand from around his hair but I wasn't because I wanted a kiss.
"Taymor get the fuck off my hair!" Jamell yells back but I yank his head again tightening my grip on his dreads.
"You're only making this harder on yourself." I shrug. "I just want one simple little kiss."
"You wait until you let go of my hair, I got something for your ass." He nods with his voice deepening.
"I'm waiting." I singed before looking up to see a bunch of laughing emojis coming from his live and I forgot he was on this lame ass shit. "Y'all better tell Jamell to give me a kiss and I'll let him go."
"Come here Taymor!" Jamell yells in an aggravated tone. "Shit!"
I smiled to myself before bending my head down placing my lips over his soft ones for a few seconds about to pull away but he told me to come back and I did. His tongue invaded my mouth letting me taste the faintness of the candy he was eating earlier. I moaned in his mouth letting his hair go slowly when our tongues kept overlapping each other's.
"O-okay." I breathed pushing him away and leaning up trying to catch my breath. This boy could kiss for hours. "Ima leave you alone now."
"Should've been did that, spoiled brat." He says fixing his dreads as I walk over to the couch picking up my laptop. "Hell yeah y'all seen how tight he had my dreads in his grip?! That shit hurted!"
"Hurted is not a word." I tell him pulling up my email and looking at the beats my producer sent me for my new song.
"Hurted is a word dumbass, the boy from that vine told us it's a word." He responds.
"But I'm the dumbass?" I muttered to myself. "Okay."
"Murder on my mind dropping soon y'all don't worry, but for now y'all getting Virtual (blue balenciagias)." Jamell says making me snap my head up because he knew he couldn't drop that song no time soon.
"Now you know you can't drop that song." I eye him a little longer as he looks over at me shrugging. "Alright then yo' ass gonna be locked up again."
"That's my song and I made it from scratch in jail." He says. "I'll do five years behind my song, it's mine!"
"Okay Jamell." I tell him because I felt like his other personality was about to come out and I wanted no parts of that shit today. I had to finish my song as well.
"Trying to tell me I can't drop my shit but didn't you just get out fo-"
"Shut the." I say looking around before grabbing the couch pillow and chucking it at him forcefully. "Fuck up!"
I didn't need everybody on his live knowing my business. That's why you leave the past in the past. I wasn't even on that type of shit anymore. I watched as Jamell nods mumbling to himself tossing the pillow on the floor.
"Aye y'all want Tayk number?" I heard Jamell ask his live making me shake my head. "This bitch being a little too disrespectful today."
"Watch that bitch word Jamell."
