❤️BLACK BOY IMAGINES❤️

Kelly Oubre Jr. ~ I don't like you ~

"Babe where's my watch."

"Look on top of my dresser."

"I don't see it."

I looked over at him to see him rummaging through a bunch of miscellaneous items on top of his dresser.

"I said on top of my dresser, not yours Oubre."

"Chill."

I rolled my eyes and went to go slip into my dress.

Kelly and I were headed to my parents house.

This is his first time meeting them so I'm kind of nervous about that.

After we finished getting dressed, we head outside and get into his all black matte Range Rover.

He starts the drive to my parents house as he steers with one hand and grips my left thigh with the other.

We're riding in a comfortable silence until he says, "Will they like me?"

"You met my mom at one of your games. Remember?"

"Oh yeah she was chill."

"Yeah she likes you. She already told me. Only person you might have trouble with is my dad."

"What you mean by trouble."

"He doesn't like any guy that I bring around l. Not saying I've bought many around, but he doesn't like.....any man that I talk to or date."

"What can I do to make him like me."

I smile at the fact that he really cares about being liked by my parents.

"Honestly just getting yourself. He hates when people try to put up a front to seem all professional and well mannered cause he can see right through them. At least he says he can."

"So....he just won't like me."

"Kelly."

"No I'm serious, it's no need for me to go over there all dressed up just to have my night and mood ruined by your dad who won't even give me a chance."

I sigh as I start to think about how he's feeling.

"Okay I'll try to talk to him before he gets to you."

"Thank you."

"Mmhmm" I hum as I kiss his cheek.

He squeezes my thigh as we continue the route to my parents home.

When we finally got there, Kelly opened the car door for me and helped me down.

"Thank you."

He nervously nods and I look into his eyes to notice that they are a light brown.

His eyes only change colors when he's in a certain mood.

I sigh as we walk to the door. Before I can knock or ring the doorbell, Kelly pulls me back by my hand.

"Can we go home." He nervously says as he scratches the back of his head.

I stand on my tippy toes to adjust his bow tie.

"You're going to be fine. It doesn't matter if he likes you are not. I love you and that's all that matters."

"I know but I don't want him to hate me; and I love you too."

"He won't hate you. I promise."

He looks down nervously. I lift his sh in and peck his lips. "It's gonna be okay."