Laura POV
Michael park his car in front of Shayla's house. I can feel his eyes traveling up and down my body. Like Nigga look somewhere else."Thanks for driving me. Now goodbye." I try to get out the car, but Michael grab my arm.
"Laura wait. Before you go. Can I take you out friday night?" Michael ask me. To where? To smoke weed and fuck. Hell to the no. Michael is smoking crack, if he think will go out with him.
"I'm busy friday night." I lie.
"Mane like how yo ass busy?"Doing homework or talking to other nigga?? Michael question.
"Don't worry about what I do da fuck. And I rather do homework, then go out with you." I said getting out the car.
"Come on, give me a chance. I really dig you girl." Michael got to be dumb. He must think a girl like me, would give in.
"You dig me huh? Boy you are a player. You fuck different type of girls mane. And this girl right here, is not falling for your little tricks nigga. I would never go out with you in a million years." I tell him what's up. Michael seem hurt.
"Okay, Ight shorty. Be that way. See ya." Michael drive off. Think I went too far with that. Never seen Michael sad. Didn't mean to hurt his feelings. This is the same thing I did to Kyle. Went to knock on Shayla's door. She open it.
"Hey bestie." I said walking in.
"Hey Laura. Glad you here. You know I'm worry about Kyle." She said.
"Yeah me too. Everything is my fault. Should've gave him a chance. Kyle have always been sweet to me. But I was trying to hook y'all up." Tears fall from my eyes. Shayla pull me into a hug.
"It's not your fault bestie. I really do love Kyle a lot. Just wish he knew that." Shayla rub my back.
"Yeah I know. Trust me, everything will be alright." I said.
After we cried our tears away. We watch some Netflix. Someone is blowing up my phone, with text messages. I look at it. Oh God, it's Michael. How in the world he get my number????? I ignore his messages. Michael is too much for me. I need a gentleman.
"Who is blowing you up?" Shayla ask.
"Michael, I don't know how he get my number." I show Shayla look the messages.
"Girl, you better answer your future baby daddy messages." Shayla say with a giggle. I push her playfully.
"Shayla, stop playing with me mane. You know I don't like that nigga. Definitely not going to be my baby daddy at all." I tell her the truth. Shayla laugh.
I'm serious. Not having children with no player. Especially not at this age. Look back at Michael messages. Should I text him back or nah? Let me just text him, so he can leave me alone.
L:"How hell u get my number?" I wait for Michael response.
M:"Off facebook." Offf Facebook??? What????
"U stalking me now?" I question.
"Shit maybe. Anyway, why u turn a brother like me down? Just wanna to take u out. I know u been stress over Kyle. So let me help u release it." Release what?? This motherfucker cray.
L:"How? With sex. Like u do other girls." Since I met Michael, sex is all he want from me.
M:"Laura, I wouldn't use u for sex. I don't want sex from u. I just...... Oh nevermind." So what the hell he want then? Cuz he lying to me,
L:"U just what?" I question.
M:"Nun...." Ugh! This boy here! Then why bother me.
L:"Fine, bye." I stop texting Michael. Turn my phone off.
"What did he say?" Shayla ask me.
"He want to help me to release some stress." I giggle a little.
"Girl, you should let him help you. You trippin foreal mane. Michael is mad fine." Shayla said. Is she serious right now? Why would I have sex with a thug?
"Hell to the no. Fuck no. Never will happen. If you think he fine. You go have sex with him then." I said.
"Nah mane, I rather have sex with Kyle." Shayla said.
Michael is the most sexiest man I ever seen. But he's a hoe. Michael play with girls heart. I will not be heartbroken by him. Because I'm little crazy. Who would kill a nigga, if I got cheated on. Michael text me back...
M:"Look, how about this. If u go out with me. I will leave u alone forever. Deal cuz?" Like why he want go away? Fuckkk!
L:"Cuz?! Who u calling cuz?!" I get upset.
M:"Sorry, I mean Laura. So Deal?" Well, if I do say yes. He might will me alone.
L:"Okay, deal." I agree.
M:"Yayyyyyy!! Thank you Laura. You won't regret this." I probably will.
L:"Okay. Byeeeee." End the conversation. This shit is crazy. Why the hell I say yes to Michael? Might as well get it over with tomorrow night.
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A Different Side Of Him
FantasyThis story is based on Michael Jackson as a gangster. He is not famous in this book. Michael is the type of guy who doesn't care about anyone or anything. Until he meet Laura.