Daylaylah ❤️"I pull up to your crib every time I miss you , and I love to hear your voice sound like a instrumental , I be going on all these trips but love it when I'm witchu, and you know when I pull up we settle all our issues, it's thanksgiving so you lovin on the way I eat it." Nick said dancing to 'Pull Up' as it flowed through the speakers in the room.
"Who has you feelin happy today?" I asked. He walked towards me dancing. He grabbed my hands and twirled me around while dancing. He pulled me close toward him putting his hands on my waist as he whispered in my ear. "You." He said. I smiled.
He let go and he grabbed my hand pulling me towards the middle of the room dancing with me, singing to the song.
"Them other boys need to pipe down , you and me baby we alone so that's the right sound,and I like when we alone so turn the lights out, aint no Netflix and chillin I want it right now. I like it when we cruisin niggas be talking but girl you really do it."
As the song faded, he sat down on the bed next to me and looked me in my eyes.
"I love you." He says. Those three words he has never said. This was his first time and hearing it from him was very surprising.
"I love you too." I said. He smiled and hugged me. He placed a kiss on my cheek. And laid back on the bed looking at the ceiling.
I laid back as he took my hand and held it slowly falling asleep next to me. At that point I felt safe and cared for like I never was before. I smiled to myself and slowly fell asleep.
Hey y'all I know it's short.
I have many tricks up my sleeve and many things in store for the next chapters.
I'm thinking of doing a sequel. Maybe.
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