Paris is a 17 year old Senior from The Bahamas 🇧🇸❤️ . Suffered from depression and anxiety throughout her years and has made some dumb decisions. Let's see what the future holds for her.
WARNING: Contains adult content and all that shit🤣
Paris' POV Tre just watched as my whole body was on display.
"Do a lil spin and shake that ass for me."
I noticed be paused it for a second, but I didn't think anything of it.
I turned around and did a lil twerk looking back at him with lustful eyes and biting my lip.
"Mhm, just like that."
My phone went off, indicating that someone had texted me.
I looked at my phone and saw a message from Travez.
Bestfri🔚❤: I'm on my way. Be ready ight?-9:05pm
I quickly text him back. I picked up my towel and wrapped it around myself once again.
"Damn, show over already?"
"Yeah, I gotta get ready, my bestie on his way."
"Better just be yo bestie 'cause that pussy mine now."
I playfully rolled my eyes and laughed.
"Bye Tre."
"Later ma."
*Call disconnected*
I quickly finished my hair and makeup. I went into my room and hurriedly moisturized my body.
Tonight I was going to wear a fitted black dress that made my booty pop, along with my poofy leather jacket. It was gonna hang off my shoulders of course.
Bestfri🔚❤: I'm outside. Bring yo ughhhly ahh.- 9:30pm
Boy shut up. I'm omw out now.- 9:31pm I threw on my socks and all white tennis then got my glasses.
"Ma, I'm 'bout to go." I said kissing her cheek.
"Alright baby, be safe now. I love you AzhaBear!" She yelled as I left her room.
She always called me that because of my middle name, Azhalique (Azha•leek).
"I love you more!" I yelled back walking out the door.
"Took you long enough." Travez said as I entered his car.
"Nigga, I had to say bye to my momma." I told him truthfully.
"My fault." He apologized giving me a kiss on the cheek.
*buzz buzz*
I checked my phone and seen that it was a text from Tre.
Tre❤👅: I'm picking you up tmr. I miss feeling on that pussy.- 9:45pm
"I hope that ain't Dallas ass texting you Travez said trying to look in my phone.
"No its not. Stop looking in my phone before you see something." I replied turning my phone face down.
He looked at me then the road. I ain't even realized we pulled off.
I just shook my head. This nigga really think he my daddy.
Lmaooo, boy whatever. Imma be ready.- 9:49pm
Tre❤👅: Bet.- 9:50pm
We finally pulled up at the club and boyyy, that shit was packed.
"Bestie, take my picture please?" I asked him.
He took my phone and raised his eyebrows when he opened it. I guessed the camera was turned to the front or something.
"Ine (I don't) know why you always wanna take pictures in my car for." He joked giving me my phone back.
"Boy, whatever. Damn, I'm fine as hell." I said looking at my pictures.
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Paris🗼❤
"So before we go inside, what Tre picking you up for?" He asked folding his arms.
"How did yo-."
"Chat was still open." He said cutting me off.
"Paris that nigga gon end up hurting you. He ain't nothing but a fuck nigga and on top of that he's a drug dealer. People be out to get this nigga tryna kill him and shit. I swear to God is something happens to you." He ranted balling his fists and clenching his jaw.
I could see the anger in his eyes even though he wasn't looking at me. He was just staring at...nothing.
"Travez just drop it. Nothing gon happen to me. Ight?" I assured him giving him a hug to calm him down.
He nodded and kissed my forehead. "I can't lose you, for real. Imma go crazy." He told me while hugging me back.
We just stood there in silence just hugging.
I trusted Tre, he wasn't going to hurt me. Right?
Author's Note -Why Tre paused his video👀? -Will Tre end up hurting her? -Follow me and vote! -Much love❤ Muah!
