Falling For Her

"Have you ever wanted to fight ya girlfriend/boyfriend on some real squaring up type of shit?"

I don't think I ever wanted to fight a girl before. Yeah I wanted to smack the shit outta one. But I honestly never wanted to actually square up and fight a girl on some real G type shit. One word. One name. Kenya. I can't stand her ass sometimes. No scratch that all the time. I just be wanting to beat her ass and then fuck her. I never had a girl that pissed me off and then just make me happy like nothing even happened.

After I got out of practice, I was texting Kenya. And she had another attitude. But I went over there and fixed it. So we all good. For now. Sad right. Yeah I know. You never know what the fuck you walking into messing with her. I swear she the main reason why they made up the word bipolar.

"Avi I'm tired." Kenya whined knocking me outta my thoughts.

"Go back to sleep then." I replied in a duh tone.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked me.

"Nothing. Why does there always have to be something wrong with me?" I questioned.

"Tf, you definitely have an attitude." She chuckled sitting up and playing in her curls. She always played in her hair when she got frustrated and or confused. It was like her little distraction for awhile.

"I definitely don't." I mumbled.

"Whatever." She replied getting up and making her way towards the bathroom.

"Don't play with me. Come here." I responded pulling her back to me.

"Nah Avi, get off of me." She said trynna get out of my grip.

"Kenya, I'm not playing with ya ass. Damn." I whispered into her neck.

"I can't stand you." She said letting out a small moan.

"Then sit down." I said laughing against her.

"Shut up." She chuckled.

"You wanna go out?" She asked me.

"I could've swore we was already dating but yeah sure." I answered sarcastically.

"You know what I mean stupid." She whispered running her hands threw my hair.

"Yeah, where we going ugly?" I questioned her.

"Well, I just wanna take you out. Let me spoil you." She said smiling.

"No tf, the boy is supposed to spoil you. Not the other way around." I replied.

"Nigga, shut the fuck up. I'm taking you out and that's that. Now do you wanna match or nah?" She demanded.

"Let's match, but I'm paying." I mumbled.

"Mhm huh, we'll see." She smiled walking into the bathroom.

She turned the shower on and that's when I decided to make my entrance. I walked into the bathroom and pulled the curtain back. I could tell that she was smiling even though she didn't turn around. I walked up to her and wrapped my arms around her waist.

"I love you so much Kenya." I whispered against her neck.

"I love you more Avian." She replied turning around and kissing my chin.

"Ya short ass." I said cracking up.

"Shut ya dry ass up." She replied blushing.

"But wash up, we don't have time to play." She whispered thinking that she was slick.

"Girl we always have time to play." I said dead ass serious.

I picked her up and held her against the shower wall.

"How much you love me?" I questioned her.

"More than anything in this world." She whispered back to me before I slammed into her.

"Baby can you hand me my other boot." Kenya said pointing at her purple Uggs.

"Yeah, here." I replied handing it to her.

"You ready?" She questioned me grabbing her purse and keys.

"Yeah, who car we taking?" I answered grabbing my keys and my phone.

"Mine." She replied walking out of her dorm.

We finally fit outside and made our way to her car. I opened her door and once I saw that she was in safely, I jogged to the drivers side where she opened my door for me.

"Where to?" I asked.

"Gametron." She answered.

"Oh hell yeah." I chuckled starting up the car and driving off.

Today should be a really good day. Even though I can't stand Kenya I still love her and she still is my world. And I wouldn't trade her in for shit. I couldn't help but smile as I grabbed her hand. Do you know how many niggas would kill to have a girl like her? Ha, too bad. They ain't getting her. I'm here for the long run.