Loving Me

Nope!

--Hameed's car in mm--

He had me fucked all the way up if he thought I was gonna rub his feet.

"I cooked breakfast so thats equivalent to rubbing feet sweet cakes." I said with a sugary smirk on my face.

"No it aint, I want my foot massage. Like asap."

"Too bad, i'm not doing it. I'll cook you breakfast for a two weeks straight instead." I said feeling a little desperate.

"Uhmm let me think about it. How about instead of that you just meet my moms next weekend.

I gave him a straight face. "Uhh no, take the breakfast or get nothing."

"Whats so wrong about my mom wanting to meet my girlfriend?" Hameed said while turning on the tv in the living room.

There was a problem. I wasn't anyones girlfriend! "Hameed you've failed to realize that i'm not your girlfriend."

He paused on flicking through the tv channels. "What the fuck you just say?"

I kept quiet cause I know this nigga crazy. I was trying to calculate how fast I could grab my keys and run because the kitchen was too far away for me to get a trusty knife.

"Nahh what chu looking around for? You was just tough as hell so go ahead repeat that. I dare you to." He said while dropping the remote and getting in my face.

"Move, i'm not playing with you. I'm not your girlfriend. I was never asked that so as far as i'm concerned we just been kicking it."

"You bout the dumbest broad i've ever met. I gotta leave before I smack some sense into you." He said while hopping up and going upstairs. I was't about to chase a grown ass man so I went to the kitchen to clean my mess up then I was out.

Before I got done cleaning Hameed came down and slammed the front door. Welp I guess somebody had an attitude.

When I finished the dished I collected all of my things but I couldn't find my keys. An hour later and I knew he had to have taken them. Grabbing my phone I called Mr. Childish.

"What man?" He said sounding heated.

"I see you got a lil attitude, but where my keys at mad ass?"

"In my pocket. Now how you gonna leave? And since i'm so mad I dont think i'll bring them back tonight. Now who mad?"

He freaking annoys the shit out of me yet I like him. "Hameed bring my keys back. Thats the only set I have to my apartment."

"Nope."
"Hameed why you being so childish dann!"
"Now you see how I feel right? See you when I get home baby cakes." And with that he hung up.

He wanted to see childish then he'd get it. I went to his garage where he had all of his cars and lucky me his Ferrari 458 spider was sitting looking pretty. Grabbing the keys I put my bag in the passenger side and started up the car. Not before taking a couple of pictures and putting them on Instagram and twitter. Petty I know, but he asked for it.

Since I didn't have keys to my house I decided that i'd go see my best friend. Especially since I had extra clothes over there. Pulling up to her house I decided to finally check my phone that had been getting blown up. Most were from Hameed telling me to bring him his stupid car back. But guess what nope. Two could play this game.

Knocking on the door like any normal black person I had to make a beat. I'm guessing she knew it was me because she swung the door opened and jumped on me. "My long lost lover! I've missed you baby!"

"I missed you too baby girl now give big papa a kiss." I said while playing along. That was until her boyfriend Kahlil came to the door pulling her off me.