Road to Happiness

16RTH

Paris' POV
'Do it!" The voice in my head screamed

'You don't belong here! Do it!' It yelled.

'You're nothing but a filthy slut. You deserve to die.' It said.

The tears streamed down my face and my breathing was out of control.

I was falling back into my depression. Whenever I would see my razor, the voice in my head would speak to me.

It was the sound of Dallas' voice.

I brought the razor closer to my wrist. I pressed the sharp blade up against my skin and shut my eyes. And then...

*ring ring*

I let out a breath and put the razor down.

I checked my phone and cracked a smile when I seen his name pop up.

Laquan's POV
Paris left me on read all day. I wondered if she was weirded out because I danced on her.

Yes, I'm the nigga with the waistline.

To be honest, I was always fond of Paris. I would try to talk to her, but she wouldn't even respond.

When she wore baggy clothes, I thought she was beautiful. My friends would clown on her, but I'd always defend her.

Last night I saw her at the club and she looked so damn good man.

When I saw her dancing, I thought it was the perfect opportunity to show her a lil sumn sumn. You feel me?

I picked up my phone and stared at her contact name.

Future❤💍.

Corny right? I know, but I feel for this girl. I really see myself with her.

I finally had the courage to call her.

She answered on the forth ring.

"Hello?"

"Hey Paris, how you doing?"

"I-I'm...fine, I'm fine."

"You lying. Sounds to me like you upset 'bout something."

"What chu(you) want Laquan?"

"I just wanted to see if we good."

"Yeah, of course. Why wouldn't we be?"

"You left me on read after I told you I was the nigga that danced on you."

"You were? That wasn't on purpose btw. I was pretty...pretty busy today."

"Oh ight. Imma talk to you at school then."

"A-actually, can you stay til I fall asleep?"

"Yeah ight."

We talked for quite a while. We even stayed on the phone while we took showers.

Paris started getting ready for bed and so did I. At this point, we were on Facetime. Which I had to beg her to go on.

"Good night."

"Good night princess."

I made sure to say it in my sleepy voice. She blushed as her eyes grew heavy.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For saving me. Thank you."

"W-what do you mean?"

"Paris? Hello?"

I heard her light snores and smiled. I could tell she was exhausted.

'What did I save her from.' I thought while watching her sleep.

She looked so beautiful with no makeup. Damn man.

I think I love this girl.

Author's Note
-Short I know!
-Paris x Laquan?
-Follow me and vote!
-Much love❤Muah!