I CHOOSE YOU |NBA YOUNGBOY|COMPLETED

YOU HURT AND I'M HURT TOO

Kiara's POV

Ben opened the car door for me. Never in a million years, I would have thought this nigga would be such a sweetheart.
Then again niggas do anything to fuck.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked as he pulled off driving with one hand on the wheel. He smiled and said, "Wait, you will see."His smile was so mischievous I liked it though. He then went on his phone.

We sat in silence for a while and then my mind drifted away. I thought about Ashley. I really didn't wanna leave her with Kentrell. She was so naive and gullible. I knew his reputation and most likely he would take advantage of that. If he did anything out the way I would be the one who would have to take care of her and listen to her cry. Honestly, I hated to see her heartbroken. Just in December, she tried to commit suicide. All because her ex-boyfriend leaked her nudes. She was already insecure and that just made things worst. Luckily, she didn't show her face like I taught her not to. I really hope she doesn't get hurt again.

"Why you so quiet slime?" Ben asked me as he took his attention off his phone. "So you waiting on me to talk?" I answered back. "Your mouth smart as fuck keep that same energy tonight". He responded. "You tryna take me on a date or fuck me, " I asked. "Both," he said with a smile and pulling up to a red and white building. I read the sign on the huge building. "Strike's," it said. From looking at the sign I was guessing it was a bowling alley.

He found a place to park. I was hesitant about whether or not I should stay in the car and let him open the door for me. I did anyways. He opened the car door on the passenger side. " I hope you can bowl," he said while holding my hand leading me out of the car.

Am I tripping or is this nigga kinda romantic I usually heard about Kentrell being like this but not Ben.

We entered the doors and he paid for my shoes and other expenses. He had a band they gave us and tried to latch it around my wrist. This nigga slow as fuck I thought. He took so long trying to get it latched around my wrist. It was kinda cute though after about 4 minutes he was done. I did his in less than 2 seconds.

We went to a cubicle where the shoes were. "What size yo feet, " He asked "Size 4 and a half" I answered. "Baby ass feet," he said. He got our shoes and we went to bowl. I hated the awkwardness coming back after it was my turn. After bowling, he ordered us some food. I got honey garlic wings with onion rings. He got a huge chicken burger, fries, and some bbq wings. This nigga ate like it was the last supper.

We talked for a while. He mainly just kept asking questions about me. "Why you wanna know so much about me you work for 12"? I asked him. "I'm tryna make you my wife." I laughed then saw that he was deadasss. " You something else", I said not knowing how to reply.

After leaving the bowling alley. The car ride was kinda silent. I guess he was mad at my response. He couldn't blame me though we literally just met this morning. And I'm not the wife type to be completely honest. I tried to think of things to say to ease the awkwardness.

He was on his phone. I then leaned over to kiss him on the cheek and said" I think I like you". " There you go with that baby ass shit," he said. I smiled because from the look of his face he was lowkey blushing.

Ashley POV

I was in my room when I heard the front door open. It was Kentrell he looked mad. I immediately ran up to him and asked him if he was okay. "Move out my way," he yelled while pushing me to the side.

He then went into his room and slammed the door. I looked down the stairs and saw Montana staring at me he shook his head and went back on his phone.

I fleed back into my room. I felt horrible. I really wanted to cry. I hated whenever people yelled or even raised their voice at me. It makes me want to cry. No matter how hard I try not to I always do.

I heard when Ben and Kiara came in. They were both laughing and talking. As they pass my room Kiara looked at me and smiled. I smiled back and pretended like everything was okay. I always had to pretend like I was okay. It was a bad habit I had that came with pleasing people.

I felt the tears roll down my face. I decided to go sleep knowing that it was best for me to do.

* At 1:00 am in the morning*

I finally woke up. I checked my phone and it was 1 am. I decided to go take a shower

In the bathroom after taking a shower, I took my hair out of the ponytail and just let it out. I put on a big white tee and some shorts. I also put on some socks because I hated my feet and they got cold easily. I then put my dirty clothes up and went to go get some snacks from the kitchen.

I got a huge bag of Hot Cheetos puffs, some Oreos, and some bottled water. As I went back upstairs I passed Kentrell's room. I knocked on the door. Don't judge me I just wanted to see if he was okay. He didn't answer at first but when I was about to leave I heard a "yea".

I opened the door and he faced the other way. "You want some Oreos," I asked. He looked up at me and I could tell that his eyes were red from crying. "Why you never leave me alone?" he asked. I don't know what got into me but seeing the hurt in his eyes I just went to him and hugged him still standing up and him sitting down.

He didn't really didn't hug me back at first but, when he did I felt water on my shirt. Whiles his head was leaned against my stomach I looked down at him sitting at the edge of the bed.

" Why you sad Kentrell ?" I asked not sure whether to call him Kentrell or Youngboy. He didn't let me go but started to look and touch my arm where the scars were. "You hurt and I am hurt too," he said. I didn't completely understand what he meant. I didn't say anything neither did he and we just stayed there and he didn't let me go.

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