I Don't Like Boys!

Where Are You?

3rd Person

  Nahmir couldn't stop looking at the three little bubbles as they seemingly danced on his screen, mocking him. People walked passed Nick and out the door as his eyes stared holes straight through his red Iphone X.

  Anticipation mixed with too many feelings that he didn't understand somehow forced him to keep looking at the screen, until he felt a rough finger tap his shirt. When he turned his face seemed only a few inches away from Devon's so he scrunched his face and slid back.

  " Um Nahmir, do you know where your mom is at cause me and Micah are about to go upstairs". Devon said trying to ignore Nahmir's awkward actions.

  " No but I'll text her I didn't know everyone left". He said in a rushed manner trying to check his unread texts.

  Scrolling to his mom he saw a message saying" We went to a restaurant out of town and I'm out of gas could you walk home. I promise I will be home in the morning".

  "Oh, she said she is around the corner I'll see you later k, and y'all should clean up". Nahmir said trying to make his lie believable.

  Standing up he stretched his arms, letting his defined v-line show somewhat covered by his underwear. Making his way to the door he stepped on a beer can shaking his head at the only two boys before grabbing the cold door knob.

  " Hey, want me to walk you cause its pretty dark". Micah said smiling at Nick.

  " Nah, its only a block I'm good". Nahmir said reminding himself of not only what Devon said but Taymor.

  " Yeah I know but I need to ta-". Micah was cut off by a nudge from Devon.

  They looked at each other and Devon whispered someone that made Micah storm out of the living room. Nick opened the door and rushed out trying to make the situation less weird.

BZZ BZZ

  The sound of his phone notifying him of something gave him something else to worry about instead of the uneasy feeling he got by talking to Micah. Pulling the sleek phone out of his pocket, the screen brightening his soft face. To get a better look he tucked his black dreads behind his ears, when he could see the text it read

  Tay- Where are you?

  Nahmir- On Forts Street, why?

  Tay- Stay there

  Nahmir looked around before leaning on a tree staring blankly at his phone, waiting for Taymor to come get him.

  After seemingly waiting for what seemed an hour headlights met Nick's hazel eyes gleam to Taymor. He watched as the driver's side window rolled down and Tay's voice reached Nick's small ears.

  "Get in Nick". Taymor said in his usual annoyed tone.

  Nahmir jumped up dusting his back of before making his way to the car, when he made it to the door he didn't even need to open the door to smell the strong scent of weed. He opened the door letting the smell engulf him, making his throat scratch giving him the urge to cough.

  Before letting the car start Tay turned to Nahmir letting his hand land on his thigh.

  "So what you out here for Nicki, you move or something". Taymor said looking Nick right in his eyes.

  "Taymor, we are friends F-R-I-E-N-D-S, and I was at Devon's house". Nick said before removing Taymor's hand. Only for Tay to put it right back squeezing it.

  " Why you over another nigga house, I'm confused". Taymor said his voice increasing in octave.

  " I swear it's not like that at all I didn't even want to go over there, I'm not going back over there k". Nahmir said pleading with Tay.

  "That better be the case". Taymor said rubbing his thigh.

  " We going to my trap". Tay said changing the subject, going higher on Nahmir's leg.

  "Trap as in trap house, at this time of night Tay. I'm tired I wanna go home". Nick said grabbing Tay's arm, trying to gain his attention.

  "Well were doing what I say, you can sleep there you got me". Taymor said squeezing Nick's thigh.

  "Whatever". Nahmir said turning towards the window.

  The car ride was full of tension with Nahmir moving Tay's hand only for him to feel a sharp pain land on his thigh, and then the ride became even more silent then before.

  The only thing Nick focused on was the faint moonlight that seemed to stare back at him, until the car came to an abrupt stop.

  "We here, hurry up before I leave you". Taymor said opening and closing his car door jogging towards some people sitting on the house porch.

  " I'm not getting out this damn car". Nahmir said pulling out his phone staring at in boredom.

  When he finally looked up from it he saw Tay at the door of the house staring at him. With much strain Nick opened the door and walked towards the house.

  "I was going to leave you to sit there". Taymor said putting his arm around Nick's small shoulders.

  " Oh, I'm so glad you changed your mind". Nick said sulking as he walked in the house, seeing people smoking, some people kissing, and most drinking.

  " Nick come on try and have some fun, you need to get out more". Tay said pulling him to the couch.

  " Tay fun isn't smoking and drinking, it's getting late anyways your going to drive me home drunk". Nick said trying to find a way to get out of this.

  " Nick stop being so damn uptight, live a little". Taymor said picking up a random beer bottle and pushing it towards Nahmirs face.

  " No Tay". Nick said pushing it back towards Taymor.

  " I swear I won't get drunk, trust me". Taymor said pushing it towards him once again.

  " K, but when you do get drunk and we die of a car accident I blame you". Nick said taking the drink, taking small sips as time went by.

  Nick wasn't really going to get drunk, he isn't that immature. He just wanted Taymor to stop bothering him.

  " I'll be back, don't move and don't talk to no random ass nigga's". Taymor said before receiving a small nod from Nick, looking at Nahmir before standing up and leaving.

  Almost as soon as Taymor walked away some guy took his spot looking over at Nahmir.

  " You just gon sip at that empty beer bottle". the random guy said to Nick.

OMG yall really out here reading my shit. On another note im not naming names but one of my favorite writers vote my book amd girl i-. I just wanna say yall need to start writing comments.