———Zaire's POV ———
Mahalia's eyes were wide open looking at me. They looked bout big as a globe. I never got nervous asking pretty girls questions like this but she made me stiffen and I thought maybe now wasn't the time for a relationship. I opened my mouth to say something but she beat me to it.
"W-what, Zaire? Please repeat that." She stuttered and came closer to me, looking me directly in my eyes. I smirked at her in return and grabbed her face and brung my lips to her pierced ear.
"Will. You. Be. My. Girl?" I dunno what the hell came over me, but I slid my tongue over the edge of Mahalia's ear and bit her earlobe softly. In return, I heard Mahalia moan and my dick stiffened under my belt buckle. I ain't want these feelings to be based on just being horny, so I got up and fixed myself and sat back down.
She ran her hand across my knee and it looked as if she was in deep thought. I mean, I been knowing shawty for probably three months now. You can really like someone in such a short time and I was feeling real clingy right now.
"Yes, Zaire. A thousand times yes." She smiled at me and tilted her head when she saw that my eyes were bulged just like hers when I first asked her to be my ole lady.
She smiled and pulled me into a tight hug. I hugged her back and pulled my big baby onto my lap. I felt..accomplished. Like everything was just right. Like I could finally say "this MY shawty."She took her head from my shoulder and ran her fingers over my lips. I licked them once she did that cause she had a n*gga thinking my lips was ashy and shit. She busted out laughing then and ian never been embarrassed but I was now. She grabbed my chin, just like I did hers, and our lips crashed together. Moving in sync like the perfect melody.
And to be honest, I didn't feel a "spark" when we kissed. I didn't feel tingles, or anything. But I didn't want her to stop kissing me. Maybe this is what kissing is supposed to feel like, like..completion. And that's how I felt. Completed.
When we both pulled away to breathe, I saw her chest slowly move up and down as she breathed in slowly. I saw how most of her lipgloss was gone and that meant it was now on my lips. I saw the nervous look in her eyes and I felt her body tremble against me. The little things about a person could tell you so much about how they are feeling in that very moment. I liked when she felt like this, I liked her independent side too. But I loved when she was vulnerable enough to set her pride aside and talk to me.
A n*gga loved it.
——— Mahalia's POV ———
When I placed my lips onto Zaire's, time stopped. I mean I've been deep in love before and felt all the tingles in the world, but it felt...new. Like this is what I've been needing my whole life. I pulled away and Zaire just stared at me..I mean first, he shows up at a late hour unexpectedly, then he asks me to be his girl, now we end up kissing. I completely forgot what time it was until my phone beeped signifying I had an incoming call.
This moment was too good, so I'm guessing this was Gods way of telling me to not get lost again. Anything could happen. I mean he probably just-
No, Mahalia. Breathe.
I shook those nasty thoughts away once again, I always used to tell myself that maybe, just maybe the guy that really wants me doesn't actually want me. I buried myself in the thought that no one could actually love me for me. I was tired of doing that. I'm beautiful and no one can take that away from me. Ever.
I excused myself and bent my knee before getting up to answer my sisters calls.
This hoe was calling awfully late and when she did that it was nothing but a barrel of bad news."Hello, sissy. What's up? Are y'all okay."
I cleared my throat and peeped around the corner to see Zaire had turned on the TV to the cartoon channel."So how bout the woman dad was going with messing around with another man. Bitch I just seen that hoe in the store hugging on some older gentleman. Girl and they had two grown ass kids. Looked like teenagers." Mya sighed in my ear and I could tell she was holding the bridge of her nose and shaking her big ass head. That's what her investigating ass did when she found out something that wasn't her concern.
"Chileeeeee, see that's why I told Daddy mama woulda beat his ass. He out here hoeing around on mama. The damn heathen out here got a whole man and not even that a family?" I laughed out loud and tapped my foot on the floor. That's crazy.
"Bitch, YES! Luckily she ain't see me, I ducked my damn head and hit it on one of the shelf's. That shit hurt too, sissy. But I had to be cool and play it off 'cause Tiffany was with me."
I couldn't help myself, I busted out laughing so hard that my stomach hurt. My sisters girlfriend, Tiffany wanted to laugh too. But, Mya was sensitive as hell.
"Alright, alright. We gone talk about this later. I'm busy right now, don't tell Daddy shit, girl. I love you." I tangled my fingers up in the cord trying not to get so emotional. I loved my sister like she was my own child.
"I love you too, sissy. Be safe."
I hung up my cell phone and went into the kitchen to put it on charge. I had work in the morning and wanted to prepare myself the night before. I went back into the living room to find a sleeping Zaire. So I went and locked my door and peeped to see if his car was still in the same place. Cause people around here crazy. I grabbed his keys, opened my house door, and locked his car door. Then I went back inside my apartment, and closed and locked the door.
Like I said, there's no such thing as being too cautious 'round these parts.
I slipped a cover on him from upstairs and kissed his forehead goodnight while I turned the TV off and walked my tired ass upstairs to lay down. Everything felt great, I felt great. I said my nightly prayer, took off my clothes and got into my bed. Soon, sleep took over me.
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Teen Fiction"Love is just a word until you find someone who gives it meaning." Mahalia Lawson is a twenty-two year old college sophomore with a big heart. She would give anything to fall in love. Too sweet and too giving, she decides to change that. After the b...