I M A G I N E S G A L O R E

Comittment Issues O2

Continued...

Y/N.

"Uh uh, he's toxic. I hope you cut him off." My friend Justine said as we spoke on the phone.

I had the phone in between my shoulder and ear as I repacked my pantry items.

"I did. But I really liked him, I still do." I confessed.

"He was playing you sis. All that extra shit he did was to distract you."

I was about to say something before I was interrupted by a knock.

"I'll call you back J, someone's at the door."

She quickly replied back with 'aight' and I hung up. I sat my phone down before pulling out the wedgy I had gotten from my tights, walking towards the door.

I opened it and instantly rolled my eyes.

"What do you want so late, in this rainy weather?" I questioned as Christian stood there with his hands in his hoodie pocket.

"For you to hear me out..."

"We haven't spoken in a week and now you wanna tell me wassup. Nah-"

"Y/N."

"Christian."

"Please let me in? I'm sorry." He pleaded.

"I can't do that."

"Can you come out then? Let's go get some ice cream and talk. Please."

He was sounding rather convincing and I could never say no to ice cream so I got my Yeezys and tiptoed out and into his car.

We sat in my driveway in silence for a while as I put my shoes on. He casually stared out the window as I sat upright.

"Okay... are you gonna say something or did I just waste five minutes of putting these shoes on?" I questioned in a 'duh' tone.

He stared at me, "I'm sorry."

I motioned for him to go on.

"Okay, and?"

"I just have my emotions guarded, that's all."

"Well this clearly won't work if that's the case. You're just a playa."

"I'm not. I'm scared of committing or 'settling down' because of a past relationship." He said. By now he had turned in his seat facing me.

"Save the sappy story Christian. You were busy with Sasha right before serenading me with your charms."

"I want you though." He reaches his hand out to my thigh as usual.

Me being annoyed, I shoved it off. "Do you really wanna be with me or you just want something from me," he tried touching it again. "I'm not playing with you Christian."

He sighed before quickly looking away and right back at me. "What do you want from me Y/N? Cause there's clearly something I'm doing wrong."

I pulled a face. "It's simple. Either you're with me, only me, or you leave me alone. I don't wanna be your trophy girl, always having my mouth shut while you're still fucking around!"

"What do I need to do to prove myself to you?"

"Was that not clear enough for you?"

"How about this?" He leaned in.

There I go again, falling for his charms. He hit me with his notorious reverse psychology and we were back to square one. One thing led to another and next thing I know we were in the backseat, my hoodie was off and so was his, leaving him in his beautiful chocolate skin, so rich in melanin...

Fin. 🙆🏽‍♀️😪