Shaun POV
From that night on, I was the best boyfriend to her. I checked up on my lil baby everyday. Went on dates with her. Cuddled with her. I even spoil her. I got her anything she wanted. My bae will never have to worry about anything. But the best part is that she treats me just as special. I just love this girl so much.
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One Saturday after Spring Break I woke up in a good mood so I decided to throw a party. Ma and pops going to be out the crib for the weekend and plus a nigga wanna chill with his bae. So why not?
I took a shower, brushed my teeth, and got dressed. I put on a white tee, black jeans, and my black Timberlands.
I pick up my phone and dialed Aaliyah's number. The phone ranged for a sec then she picked up.
"Hey babygirl," I said, once she answered.
"Wassup bae," she replied.
"I'm having a party. And I was wondering if you wanna come over booh,"
"Will we be able to be alone?" she asked.
"Of course bae. You know I'll make time for you,"
"Ight babe, what time tho?" she asked.
"Around 10 p.m. I'll come over and pick ya up,"
"Ight booh, talk to you later. Love you," she says.
"Love you too," I reply, hanging up.
As I walked back into my room, I see Ariana sitting at the foot of my bed. What this girl want now? I thought.
"I know you still love me," she said.
"The fuck you talking bout?" I retorted.
"I know you miss me. I want you back. I still love you," she said.
" Ariana we never dated. You way over yo head lil mama,"
"She's just using you," she replied, standing up.
"Aaliyah? Nahhh. Ariana the hell is yo problem?" I said.
She brushed past me and walks toward the door.
"If I can't have you no one can," she says, winking and then leave.
I don't know what the hell is Ari's problem but she gonna have to get out this crib ASAP, I thought as I walked to Tyra's room.
"Tyra, the fuck is Ariana's problem?" I asked, once in Tyra's room.
"What you mean," she asked.
"She was sitting on my bed when I walked in my room. And she starts talking shit. Then before she left she talking about if I can't have you, no one can." I replied.
"Just give her a chance," Tyra said.
"Hell nahh. Fuck that hoe," I reply. "I'm fucking with my baby Aaliyah anyway."
"Whatever," she says, as I walked out her room.
"I'm taking dad's car," I yelled back, as I went the garage.
I drove to the store and picked up the stuff for the party. After I left the store, I arrived back home and Tyra and I set up for the party.
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Around 9:30 p.m the house was already packed. We invited almost everyone who was the shit at Crenshaw Heights to come.
I walked over to Aaliyah's house to pick her up. I knocked once and she opened the door. A nigga had to take a step back.
Bae was looking fine as hell. I ain't wanna stare too hard. But, shieettt she is mines so I get to stare all I want.
"You ready?" I ask, playing cool.
"Yeah," she replied, walking out the house and locking the door behind her.
"Come here lil mama," I said, grabbing her by the waist. I started kissing her lips, then I began kissing her neck.
"Baby, we ain't even at the party yet," she said, laughing.
"I know that. But I can't get enough of yo fine ass," I replied, biting my lip.
"Let's go," she says, and we walk back over to my house.
As soon as we walk into the door, the people was already turnt. The DJ was doing his thing with the music. Everybody was dancing and drinking and just chilling.
"I'll get us a drink," she says.
"Nahh booh lemme get it,"
She smirks. "I got this baby," she says, and walks away.
As soon as she leaves, here comes Ariana. I could tell her ass had too much to drink. She starts twerking and grinding on me, and says over and over "Yes daddy, let me do my thing,"
"Yo Ari, chill. I have a girl. Chill lil mama," I said, pushing her off.
"You know you miss me," she replies.
"No, I don't shawty,"
"Bet she can't fuck you like I do," she whispered in my ear, as she kissed my neck.
"Get the fuck off me Ari. Forreal now,"
"I'll be back," she replied, smirking as she danced away into the crowd.
Damn, that bitch is crazy, I thought shaking my head. Aaliyah comes back with the drinks.
Pretty soon, Aaliyah and I were on the dance floor. We start dancing, and to be honest, I didn't know Aaliyah could dance like that. She starts grinding, and twerking, and then starts grinding again. I mean like, damn, bae can get it!
Around 1 a.m everybody was all partied out. Everybody starts leaving and pretty soon, it was just me and Aaliyah. Tyra and Ariana had already left with their friends.
While Aaliyah was cleaning, I walked up behind her and grabbed her by the waist. And started kissing the back of her neck.
"Shaun quit playing," she said giggling.
"Ight, lil mama. You ain't bout it anyway," I said, tickling her.
Before I walked away she grabbed me by the shirt and began to kiss me. But more passionately, more intensely this time. She takes off my shirt and began to feel over my chest.
I kiss her back. Harder. Soaking in every second that our lips touched.
She backs away. "Shaun, I want you to be the one.." she says, her breaths heavy on my lips.
"You're sure? I don't want you doing anything, you're gonna regret," I replied, kissing her neck.
"Yes, Shaun. I'm ready," she says, and hops up, and wrap her legs around my waist.
My hands cuff her booty, and hold her as we make out. Her breathing gets stronger, and her grip gets tighter on my head as I kiss her neck.
I could tell she wanted to get intimate. And to be real, in the heat of the moment that was all I wanted too.
