Personal Stylist

Chapter 9

Brandon's P.O.V:

It was 10:00 and Arielle and I were up watching movies on Netflix. Things have been a lil rough the past 3 years I been with her and I got nobody to blame but myself. I been a asshole to her when she's been there holdin' me down and she don't deserve none of that. She my babygirl and I don't know what life would be like without her. I love her to death. Anyway, she was laying on my chest while we were watching the movie "Temptations". The 10th chick flick tonight but, anything for my shawty.
"Brandon?"Arielle says, her baby voice so soft and sweet. "Yes mama?"I asked. She looked up at me her brown eyes so beautiful. "I don't think I wanna watch this anymore."She said,laughing lightly. I giggled as well. "I thought you'd never say that."I said to her. She laughed and stood up from the queen sized bed we shared. I gave my baby a glance. She was staring at herself in the mirror. As I'm staring at her I'm thinking how I'm the luckiest nigga in the world. When I first laid eyes on her I thought damn she's gonna be mine. She's perfect for me. She's beautiful, sweet,smart, and funny. And she cooks, cleans, and gives the best back rubs a nigga could ever experience. But I make sure I clean up after myself.
I could actually see myself marrying her. She wifey material. I can't help but keep reminding myself "you got a good girl and if you keep fuckin' up another nigga will gladly take ya place." So that's why I feel like I need to step my game up. But we young and I don't wanna rush into things if it isn't meant to be. Even though I know it is meant to be.
I was staring at Arielle but I don't think she knew I was looking. My Shawty bad as hell. She got curves for days. "Baby!" I said, resting my hands behind my head. She turned around and stared at me. "Whaat?" She says. "Come here, I need a pillow."I said. Arielle smiled and walked back over to the bed. "You have 3 pillows right there."She tells me. "But I need your pillows."I whined. Arielle climbed back in bed and layed on her stomach. "Go ahead. Get your 'pillow' before I change my mind."She says. I smirked and layed my head on that ass. "Don't fart on me either, or Ima beat you up."I warned her. "Just for that Ima fart extra loud now."She teased. "Oh hell naw!" I said. She laughed at me. "I'm just playing baby."She says. "Oh, I never asked you. How was ya day?" I wanted to know. "It was good. I went to the mall with Gi. We got our nails done at the nail salon they have in the mall. We pretty much just had a girls day. Ooh and then I went over to her house to help her get ready for her date."Arielle says. "Date with who?" I asked. "August took her out to dinner."She says. "I thought August had a girlfriend?" I said, confused.
"Ooh, nah. He broke up with Asia today. He caught her ass in bed with another nigga."My girl tells me. My eyes popped outta my head. "You lyin' !"I said. "Yup. I always knew she was a hoe."Ari says. "So does that mean August's on the market now?" I wanted to know. "It means he's on the market AND Gia can slide right in."She says. "I always knew he liked Gia."I said. "So did everybody else baby."Arielle says to me. I lifted my head off of her booty and sat up. She sat up and faced me. "Gimmie kiss." I said, poking out my bottom lip. She smiled and leaned towards me. And then she kissed me. "Mwah!" She says. "I love you,shawty."I told her. "I love you too."She says.