Keep it One Hunned

Party

Nae POV:

Its 8:30 and I'm dressed and ready. I have on a black skater skirt a white crop top with gold letters that say sassy. Gold sandles and gold accessories. I heard a horn outside saying that Need was out there. I put some clear lip gloss on. And made sure my bun and the swoop of my bang was on point. I grabbed my phone and my guess clutch and my phone charger I put everything I might need in it. I sprayed some pink perfume and was on my way.

When I locked the door and turned around Neek was standing in front of the passenger side door. He looked at me and smiled the warmest he could ever smile. I over looked his outfit and he was delicious. He wore a black polo shirt with kahki skinnies. They weren't too skinny though. They were just right. And he topped it off with white air Jordan's and a gold chain around his neck. His dress were freshley braided back.

I walked over to him.

Hey Lil bit, how are you? He said hugging me. My god. He smells so could.

I'm fine and you? I replyed pulling away from him.

I'm great. And you look beautiful. Come on get in. He spoke as he opens the door to his all black 2014 mustang.

I got in and buckled my seatbelt. My heart was pounding at 500 beats per second. I'm so nervouse. I started playing with my bang.

He got in the car, buckled his seatbelt, and started the the engine. As he drove I stared out the window. I could hear my heart making drumb beats in my chest. That's when he spoke.

You okay ma? Wow why did he have to talk. It could have made my life easier. Now I have to speak without stuttering.

Ugh. Yeah. I'm fine. I said looking at him and putting on a fake smile.

You don't seem like it. Ion even know why you lien. Damn. I thought. This nigga reading me like a Dr. Sues book. Its so easy.

I didn't respond.

Well look. You don't gotta be nervouse. I promise I want hurt you, and that you are perfectly safe in my care around this time. I know you only second doubting this because you know what I do.

Oh. Nooo no. Its nothing like that. I'm not nervouse because of that. Noo. Ne never that. I said speaking the last sentence out of nervouseness.

So you areeeee nervouse. He said grinning

I giggled. Yes. Neekehll I'm very nervouse.

Why? He said. I could hear the seriousness in his voice. Wow.

Well. If you must know, I haven't been on a date sence my 7th grade year. Witch was , let's saaay. 3 years ago. So I'm nervouse because I haven't been with someone in a while. And no offence but I haven't been with someone like you ever. I'm completely nervouse about that because, you guys are sooooo.

Scarey. He said finishing my sentence and stopping the care in front of a house. It seems to be a party.

Yess. Scarey but..

Let me tell you something Da-Nae. The thing about us "scarey" guys is the fact that we started soft. The thing about us is that we are by far the most loving men you could ever meet when you get to know us. But its the fact that when we show love or sympathy ... We are chewed and spit out. No love is giving back to us niggas.

I broke my eyes away from him and looked at my sandles. He turned my head toward him so that our eyes were locked again.

But.. We do have hearts babbygirl. You have to get to it first. I felt his minty breath brush against my face like cold breezing wind. He started to lean in and I closed my eyes and puckers my lips waiting for his lips to touch mine. And I felt a kiss on my forehead.