You Before Me [dave east]

| seventeen

Xiomara;

"I look good?" I ask Dave, adjusting my bikini top as he pulls up at the beach. Through the windshield, I can already see that the party is going wild. I'm already feeling the thrill just by looking at all the people.

"You always look good mama." He tells me, leaning over to kiss me. I peck his lips a few more times before getting out of his car with my purse. He hands me his keys, his wallet and his phone to hold inside it since he doesn't have any pockets.

"We gotta find Latoya, Marquis and Deshawn." I say as he throws his arm over my shoulders.

"They back together?"

"Boy," I give him a look to let him know he shouldn't even be surprised. Latoya and Marquis have been on and off since high school.

There's music playing loudly as I bend over to get a drink from the cooler. "Shit," Dave says under his breath, "These shorts little as fuck." He starts rubbing on my ass where my shorts aren't giving much coverage. I roll my eyes playfully and turn around to face him, handing over his drink.

"Xiomara?" I hear a familiar voice which make me turn on the back of my heels again. "Hey, chica!"

"Hey, girl." I laugh, hugging Mía. "I ain't even know you was gonna be here."

"Well here I am!" She giggles, pulling away from the hug. "You look good, where you get this from?" She tugs at my bikini top.

"If I knew. I just got shit laying around." I say since I've had it for a while. Lord knows I ain't got the money to be buying nothing new that I don't necessarily need. Dave wraps his arms around me from behind. I completely forgot he was right there until I felt him hugging on me.

"Oh hi Dave." Mía smiles.

"What's up?" He responds, playing with the tips of my hair.

"Well I guess I'll see y'all later." She waves before walking away. I see her head back to the guy from the restaurant. I think his name was Matéo.

"You wanna dance?" I ask Dave, turning back around in his arms. I face the ocean spotting Latoya playing around in the water with Marquis. I let out a laugh, "They over there. Look."

Dave stares at me in confusion before turning around to check out what I'm looking at. "That nigga gon' fuck around and drown her ass."

"For real." I say and take a sip from my drink.

Dave and I dance a little among everybody else, laughing and being goofy about it. It always felt like there was somebody watching me but I never thought too much about it because all I was really thinking about was being silly with Dave on the dance floor. Everybody around us seemed to think we're cute.