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[ Jordan ]

( 2 months later)

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'beep'

I tossed in my bed and turned in my bed.

'beeep'

I didn't have an alarm.. I'm definitely hearing things.

'BEEEEPP'

"THATS IT!" I yelled as I walked out of my room and into the living room following the sound.

which led me to Symere's phone.

it's been two months ever since Symere's recovery and he's been doing good.

we've gotten closer these past weeks and I'm 99% sure that he likes me.

I want to ask him out but how the hell would I do that.

I check Symere phone and his notifications were being blown up from a number that doesn't have a contact name on it.

"my phones blowing up again isn't it?" Symere rolled his eyes and I nodded shaking a little cause he came out no where.

"honestly Jeffery needs some help, like some medical help." he sighed as he blocked his number not even looking at a single text he sent him.

"I'm bout to head out to go grab some stuff," Symere started as he walked over to the door.

"Want anything while I'm gone?"

I shook my head.

"I need to head to work anyway." I shrugged.

"aight."

———$———

I finally head out of work after 8 hours of paper work and air sucking.

walking into Tyler and Rakim's store and sat down on the nearest chair I could find.

"ayye it's the nigga jordan!!" Rakim cheered as he dabbed me up completely ignoring the customer waiting on the other side of the counter.

"wassup man."

he laughed at my expression.

"nigga why you look so sad, you got Uzi with you, the Lil Uzi Vert."

I shook my head chuckling a bit.

"He's leaving pretty soon and I-

"don't know how to ask him out?" He interrupts finishing my sentence.

"Yeah..That."

He grinned.

"Well you've come to the right place, I RAKIM will teach you how to be-

"gay?" I interrupted him back.

he shook his head laughing.

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