"blue" i yelled as i walked into the living room.
blue came running towards me and started jumping. i picked her up and she started licking my face.
"you're lucky you're cute" i put her down as she ran towards isaiah who was sleeping on the couch.
"ow" isaiah grabbed his hand "this fucker bit me"
"awe good girl" i pat her head and hit isaiah.
"ow what the fuck?" he asked confused.
"don't be saying bad words around our kid"
"so that's our kid?"
"yes now go take her outside"
"yes ma'am" he got up from the couch and let blue outside.
while he went outside i laid down on the couch isaiah was laying on earlier. ever since my birthday he just became more irritating. okay maybe he hasn't i just won't admit that i think he's adorable and cute. i just won't.
*4 days ago*
"i know you think i'm adorable and cute" isaiah wrapped his arms around my waist.
"i don't" i said with a serious face.
"yeah you do" isaiah smiled.
"you're literally the most irritating person i know" i pushed him away from me.
"you know i'm cute" he pulled me closer to me.
"you're not. you really need to delete all your social medias. you're getting a bighead" i shook my head.
"you needa make your social media accounts. i need you to hype me up on there too"
"izzy" i yelled annoyed "you're literally not cute"
"awe you called me izzy" he poked my cheek
"zay quit playin" i pushed his hand away from my face "i know that if i had social media accounts you would be mad if boys were to try to hit me up. you know what? i'm gonna make my social media accounts right now" i reached for my phone.
"no" he pulled my phone away "i will beat any bitch boy that tries hitting you up"
"baby zay i wanna be instagram famous" i jokingly told him.
"you already have enough boys calling you cute and all that shit when literally only your hand comes out in one of my pictures"
"i know i'm cute"
"just admit i'm cute"
"you're not"
*present time*
"baby zay" i yelled as he walked out of his room.
"yes baby" he walked towards me.
"i made my social media accounts" i told him.
"no you didn't" he sat next to me.
"yes i did" i took my phone out.
"emma" he shook his head.
i let him see my phone and it was just one of my booty pics. maybe later on in life i'll make social media accounts but right now no.
"why are you like this?" he asked me taking the phone away from me "who the fuck you be takin these booty pics for? this shit was taken last night and ion remember gettin a message from you last night" he looked at me.
