"Hello?" Her soft voice spoke through the phone. The young girl had been fully awoken by his call seeing as she had just woke up for the day.
"Did I wake you?" He started. "You can call me later if you want, I'm sorry–"
"No, Nick, it's fine, I was waking up for the day anyways, good morning." She said as she put the phone on speaker and rose from her position in her bed. "Good morning, beautiful."
"I'm not beautiful, I'm a pimp remember?" She said causing his infectious laugh to ring through the phone.
"How could I forget? Excuse me, Ms.Pimp"
"And you better not forget it, baby." She said with a smirk as she sat at her vanity brushing through the ends of her hair.
"Can you call me that again? I like how it sounds with your accent." Nick inquired as he had always been keen to British accents. To him it was gorgeous, and with it coming from her it was something he could easily get infatuated with; and he knew it. He hadn't known she was British but from her hello he knew he was in for it.
"Baby?"
"Yeah," he breathed out as his face turned a light shade of pink. "a stunning voice for a stunning girl." he accidentally said out loud as he mindlessly fell into thought.
"You're quite the charmer, aren't you, Nicholas." She said as she styled her hair for the day into two buns swooping out the front.
"Girl I mean you already know, I get all the ladies" He spoke acting 'fresh,' as her grandma called it. "Alright paper cut lips, shut up before you rip your scab."
"You didn't have to do that."
"anyway, what time is it for you?" She asked as she finished up on her hair and moving on to her fit for today, just incase she decided to leave out.
"One twenty." He yawned out lightly as he too went about his daily routine going into his closet to find a whole track fit to sleep in.
"Then why're you talking to me fool, you sound tired, go to bed" She reprimanded not understanding why he was depriving himself to talk to her.
"Because I wanted to, you should appreciate my affections, miss ma'am." Nick sassed as he pulled up the maroon sweatpants that he commonly adorned himself with if he was looking for comfort.
"Well excuse me." She murmured as she began changing into something comfortable but she could wear out on the street. "That's what I thought."
"When I see you, we're throwing ones." Aaliyah decided as she moved to the bathroom alongside him both about to brush their teeth.
"Hey, whore–wait hold on." She said and hung up just for his phone to chime from the place on its counter. As the brown girls face graced the screen a wide smile spread across his face."
"Hey, baby." She smiled as the two propped their phones up. His cheeks tinted a pinkish red as he looked into his mirror.
"Hey pimp–is that my shirt?" Nick asked as he took a second to take in her appearance.
"Is it? I stole it from Edwin when we went to New York to visit." She said as she fixed her buns in the back.
"Is it missing a button on the bottom?" Aaliyah nodded in return causing a precious smile to etch his face once again. "You're wearing my shirt," the boy inquired
"do I smell good?" Aaliyah sniffed the collar since the trip had been not too long ago and Edwin hadn't worn it. The smell that hit her was a mix of cologne and honey suckle.
"You smell like honey suckles." She smiled as she smelt it again before starting up her sink water and wetting her brush. "I'm going to put myself on mute, hold on."
"Me too, but thank you, it's my shampoo." He nodded and the both of them turned off their sounds until they were finished. As time went on the two talked over the FaceTime getting to know each other more and more.
Their sweet conversation lasted until Nick fell asleep to her soft voice telling him sweet nothings through the phone.
"Goodnight, baby, sleep well."
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LIYAHTOOSLUMPED. It's his but I said I'd keep it, he told me he'd take it but proceeded to leave it.
COMMENTS ( XXX+ ) USER. Is that nicks shirt —does it look like his shirt?
VENUSUZI. Sexy baby —i love you 🥺
NORTHCARTEL. estomago —boobies in Spanish !
CLOSE FRIEND. 😓 —you make me throb
EDWINHONORET. bitch ‼️ give me back my shirt. 😡 — shut the hell up fatass, it isn't yours
THEREALNICKMARA. you look good in my clothes —send me some more then, bitch, I'm tryna smell like honeysuckle and cologne.
USER. leech —leech on these pussy lips
ELOMKUWONU. I'm tryna slide —& I'm tryna die 😌
AALIYAH. I'm turning into a social media writer and it's lowkey vv easy but vv time consuming
