With love, from O'shea

TWO

"Love, will you come on!" O'Shea screamed from the bottom of the stairs.

I was at his house, and we were getting ready to go out. It was something he and his friend Jinx were doing. I wanted to change my shirt and here he was rushing me.

"Give me a minuet!" I shouted back, I was having a hard time getting the buttons to stay closed, on my blouse.

My damn breast, I didn't know they were this big. I heard the stomping of feet and the door to his bedroom opened.

"You ain't ready? Jinx n' them gon' trip if I'm late!" Cube whined folding his arms.

I sighed turning to him. "It's not staying closed."

I've never seen O'Shea more quieter. His mouth agape, almost drooling. I wanted to smack him... but it made me happy that he was staring; he thinks I'm attractive.

But now wasn't the time. "Cube!" I snapped my fingers at him.

He shook his head and furrowed his eyebrows at me. "Put them damn things away girl. And let's go!"

He stormed out, but took a last look at me. I smirked, taking the shirt off and put on my other one. Coming downstairs, I found O'shea reading his notebook. I tapped his arm.

"Sup?" He said, never taking his eyes off the page.

"It's time to go." I said heading to the door.

He looked at me and it was like he was almost sad. "What happened to the other shirt?"

"Let's go Shea." I laughed dragging him out the house.

 The venue was small but packed with lots of people. I was sitting near the back of the stage, when I seen Dre, Eric, and Yella boy come my way.

"Sup Love!" Yella laughed, hugging me.

I rolled my eyes hugging him back. Dre dapped me up, and Eric just stood there.

"What?" I laughed looking at him.

"You gon' hug that bright ass thing, but not me? OH." Eric smirked flagging me off.

I snatched his elbow and hugged him tightly, petting his head. "Hiiiii Eriiiiiiic!"

"A'ight, a'ight!" Eric laughed getting away. "You here, supporting your mans?"

My mans? I blinked slowly and looked at Eric like he had three heads. "What?"

"You heard me." Eric smirked then walked away.

Dre was talking to the DJ of the club and Yella was hitting on some girl. I watched O'shea practice near the stage, he was reading his rhymes out loud. He looked so handsome standing there in all black. His jheri curl was nice and done; I licked my lips staring at him.

The other night when he said I liked him and I admitted that I did, I almost died. Cause he turned away so fast, that I think I scared him. But I couldn't help it... I did like O'Shea.

"A'ight! Give it up for C.I.A.!" The announcer yelled.

O'Shea took the stage getting everyone hyped up. I was memorized, so into the performance, that I didn't notice Eric and Yella standing on the side of me.

Jinx was putting down some dope beats, the damn venue was fucking shaking. 

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After the performance was over, we  were are all back at Jinx's house. Dre was supplying the beats this time, and everyone was losing they shit almost. I was in the kitchen talking to this sweet guy named Chris.