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@gustavahr: bitches ain't shit

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@gustavahr: bitches ain't shit. PERIODT.

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@liltracy: get out your bag homie

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i'm fucking tight.

no way did eliza just dub me for some boy who looks like he can't even wipe his ass.

when i watched them walk out of the bar right past me and into his car, i almost went over and kicked a dent in it. like there's no fucking way. i stormed back into the bar and sat down at the booth with tracy, dylan (smokeasac), and nick (fat nick).

"the fuck happened?" dylan asked.

"eliza went home with some punk ass looking guy. like i can't believe it." i fumed.

"who?" nick questioned.

"gus's old fuck buddy." jazz clarified, making nick and dylan nod in understanding.

"do you have feelings for her? i don't understand why you'd be so tight over this." nick asked.

"i don't have feelings for her. fuck no. we just fucked." i shook my head.

"gus, i dead think you have feelings for her. you fucked up some nigga for her." tracy said slowly.

"no! there's no way. i haven't had feelings for someone since i was 15. and that's not starting now."

"then why else would you be so mad? you said it yourself, you can't stand the idea of another man touching her." tracy shrugged.

i sucked teeth and put my head in my hands. "i think you're right and that's really fucking with my head right now. if it's true and i do like her, what the fuck do i do? all i do is push her away." i groaned.

"you have to be honest with yourself and her. from what i've seen she's good for you. you have to let yourself feel emotions." tracy said while patting my back.

i let out a string of curse words before softly banging my head against the cool table in front of me once. "i gotta go home." i muttered before getting up and walking out the bar without saying goodbye to my friends.

i only lived around the corner from the bar i worked and chilled at, but i walked agonizingly slow because i needed to clear my head.

did i really have feelings for eliza?

i mean sure she's hot and amazing in bed, but i know she's so much more than that. she actually has substance and keeps it real with me. she isn't afraid to put me in my place which is definitely something i'm not used to, i'm used to bitches damn near begging for my attention. eliza is so different though.

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