Day POV
I rapped along to Bobby Bitch by Bobby Shmurda and finished my hair for my date l with Capo. I got a text saying "I'm sorry but I can't go out tonight but I still love you."
I started to text him back in all capital letters "BITCH YO ASS MADE ME GET ALL DRESSED UP AND BULL- I got cut of by my phone ringing. Capo's name flashed on the screen.
"Hello?"
"Hey."
"Nigga you saying hey to me when I just got all dressed up for yo punk ass. You ass-"
"Aye aye aye, baby I'm just playin. Come outside." I hung up in his face before hanging up in his face.
"You play too fuckin much." I said as I hugged him.
"But you love me." He smiled showing his gold bottom grill. He opened the door for me then we drove off.
I started to change my mind about the whole restaraunt thing.
"I'm really not into the whole out in public with these stuck up ass white white people. Can we just go to Roscoe's and go back to your house?"
"Sure." He said chuckling.
We got our food and went back to his house. I caught him staring when I was eating.
"What?" I asked blushing.
"Your beautiful in that dress."
"Thank you. You look good in suit and tie."
"Thank you." He said licking his plump pink lips. We finished eating and we were snuggled up on the couch, forcing him to watch Love and Hip Hop: Hollywood.
"Bruh that bitch look like Flava Flav and Lil Mama daughter got hit by a truck, a milk carton, and sharkeisha." He said referring to Hazel E.
"Damn now they done brought a life size barbie in this bitch!" He said talking about Nikki.
"I like watching the beasts of the wild." I rolled my eyes playfully and laid back between his legs. He played with the edge of his boxers that I was wearing as I drifted off. A couple of minutes later I felt something go inside me as I arched my back. I looked down to see his hand moving slowly in and out of me. I wanted to stop him but it just felt so good.

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The Wrong Love
RandomLife is hard. Life with the struggle is harder. Have you ever fallen in love with the wrong person? Copyright© ShootingStarzz_™ 2015