Y/N
"Hey!" I smiled, walking into the gym.
Rife looked at me and nodded before shooting again.
I frowned before walking over to him. I hugged his waist from behind and he rubbed my arm before shooting again.
"Riiifffeee" I groaned out.
"Huh?"
"Hug me back"
He gave me a quick hug but I pulled him back in.
"Bae stoppp, lemme go. I need to get my shots up"
I rolled my eyes, letting him go and walking away in frustration.
I looked to see if he even tried to see if I'm okay but when I looked back he was shooting again.
I scoffed, sitting on the bleachers.
I pouted for damn near the entire hour and a half we were there.
I should've drove my own car or sum instead of telling my mom to pick me up.
"Come on" He said, grabbing his bag.
I walked out to his car getting in
He got in also but he was texting.
"Who you texting?" I asked, seeing him smiling and laughing.
He shook his head, waving me off kinda.
I looked down and back up before looking out the window.
He finally began driving and I kept looking out the window.
"Aye Im finna go out. Ima take you home aight?"
I felt tears roll down my face.
"Are you cry- man fuck is you crying for?" He asked, rolling his eyes.
"Nothing. You don't fucking care anyways"
"Y/N don't do that"
"You don't!"
"Yes I-"
"Don't lie to my face Sharife" I said, soft.
"Just tell me what's wrong"
"All I'm asking for is a little bit of your time and attention.. is that so hard?"
"I'm trying but-"
"But everything else is more important? Yeah, figured that"
"Baby don't-"
"Oh now I'm baby? Wow"
"Y/N.. stop it"
"I just..." I said, taking a breath.
"Sharife I'm your girlfriend, right?" I asked and he nodded as he pulled into my driveway.
"So act like it" I damn near begged. "Please"
"I do-"
"Sharife. Not speaking to me, not wanting me to hug you, texting folks smiling and shit and waving me off when I ask who is NOT treating me like a girlfriend! I never have any of your attention and you spend most of your time either with a basketball or with your friends and I'm sick of it! Every time I ask to do something you already get something planned or sum. Not to mention I'm mad deprived! Like damn, when is it Y/N and Sharife time? Haven't had that in a while" I said, as more tears dropped from my eyes.
He wiped my tears.
"I'm sorry mamas, I really didn't catch myself, I swear. You know I love you with everything in me and I hate that I mad you feel unwanted. Want me to cancel my plans for this week and we can chill?"
I nodded and so did he. He texted for a minute before looking up.
"Yo ma not home?"
I shook my head no, not seeing her car.
He got out, motioning for me to follow him.
I unlocked the door and he shut it, locking it back.
When I turned around I was picked up.
"You said you deprived right?" He asked in my ear.
I whimpered lowly before nodding.
"Words"
"Yes" I whimpered out.
He chuckled before responding.
"I gotchu, lemme make it up to you"
I smiled as he took me upstairs.
Well at least Ima get my time with him
