Texas Thugs

chapter 11

Johnny P.O.V

woo

You ain't got no life, nah

Cups with the ice and we do this every night, hey

I ain't check the price, I got it

I make my own money, so I spend it how I like, woo

I'm just living life, hey, hey

And let my momma tell it, nigga, I ain't living right, yup

No type blasted through my speakers for the 6th time as I drove back to my house.

"why you keep replaying this damn song" i asked turning down the music

"cause... I aint got no type!" he said picking back up on the song

believe it or not but he actualy really cute. He a light brown but he not light skinned, he got these mad deep dimples i noticed earlier while we was at the trap house he got a tattoo i saw through his white t-shirt while he was playing ball.and he got a full set of golds he wear when he out. I'm very fucking observant

"i'm changing this shit" i said looking at him

"why you dont like that song" he asked exposing those damn dimples i saw earlier.

"it was a good song before you replayed it 600 times"

"and it still is! bad bitches is the only thing that i like"

"if bad bitches the only thing you like wouldn't that be your type?"

"... why you gotta get all techinal and shit with stuff Johnny"

"cause Richie its my car and i can do what i want!"

"so"

"so"

"so"

"so.... i can do this all day i aint got shit better to do."

"well techinaclly you can't do this all day cause you gotta take us home"

"exactly my little cousin got plenty of sense. he know how to cook and how to swipe a credit card. i aint worried cause i got a full tank of gas. like i said. i got all day."

"... take me home" he said folding his arms like a girl

"ill drop you off on the side of the rode"

" i wish you would ill shoot yo tires out when you pulling off"

"you was so quiet the other day outside... now you just arguing too much with me"

"cause bad bitches is the only thing that i like"

" so you go call me a bitch and slide the like part in there?"

"dont nobody want yo dusty booty ass johnny. but u cute or whatever. something like that."

" i know"

we spent the rest of the ride talking and arguing back and forth 30 minutes later we pulled up in my drive way and this nigga walks me to my front porch like he dropping me off.

"you real cute... you know that " i asked smiling

"girl dont get use to a thug walking you to yo porch its just a rule my daddy taught me." he said licking his lips. GAWDD them lips

" well he taught you good. i said pulling my keys out of my bag " right when i was about to open the door i heard a loud crash." DA fuck was that " i asked pulling opening the door.