𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 - a 20 year old man who lives the way he wants, gets money, bitches, allat. he's always been the one night stand type of guy.. but what happens when he meets a girl who doesn't just let up? one that doesn't just fall righ...
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- Janay James - - Brooklyn, New York -
"girl i told you i'm studying!" i said to my bestfriend as she laughed.
"you needa little break! come to the party with us! me and brandon aren't gon' wait forever" she pulled my arm. "your a straight A student, Jay. you'll be fine"
"India can you just let me be?" i sighed and she shook her head. "what would i-"
"wear? your white dress! you know damn well you have a lot of shit you could wear" she pulled me to my feet. "come on. you don't even gotta wear heels or anything but i type want you to meet somebody" she smirked. "maybe you'll like him"
"is he cute?" she nodded. "what's his name?"
"just wait and see when we get there" i smacked my teeth as i watched our other bestfriend walk in the door. "Brandon! tell her she needa meet somebody!"
"yea girl you needa get some dick" i smacked my teeth. "even i got some"
"i'm not focused on getting dick, y'all. like at all" India rolled her eyes.
"come on. it already started" she pulled me to my closet.
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"oh my goshhh!" India squealed as i looked at my outfit in the mirror. "you look so good!"
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"you do!" Brandon took pictures of me making me laugh. "come on! i'm tryna go"
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once we got to the party, my stomach started to hurt lowkey..
i have anxiety in big crowds.. and this party is a big ass house party and the music is blasting.
"okay girl you know whatchu' need?" india said to me. "some drinks. you ain't got lit inna while" she pulled my hand bringing me over to the bar in the house.
she handed me a drink and i took a sip as she walked us through the house till we got outback.
"there yo ass is" india laughed running over to somebody who looked familiar.. "this the friend, huh?" he looked me up and down licking over his lips.
"lil tjay, right?" i questioned and he nodded. "i'm Janay"
"he's who i wanted you to meet. he's my cousin" my eyes widened.
"girl how did i not know that-"
"cause i don't really say it. ion care about him being my cousin like that" he smacked his teeth. "buttt, ain't she pretty" she mumbled to tjay.
"hell yea. you gorgeous, shorty" he walked to me. "but not my type" he chuckled turning around. "Aye pop!" he yelled back at a group of people. "i got somebody i want you to meet!"
"ouu girl" India shook her head. "he fine as hell. dont fuck this up" i furrowed my eyebrows looking up seeing this guy walking towards up with his head low.
when he looked up, i sighed.
pop smoke.
why she always tryna set me up wit rappers! all they be doing is cheating and living they own fucking life.
"this Janay" once his eyes locked with mine, i swear i felt butterflies right then and there. he looked good as hell..
"pop" he said looking me up and down beginning to make me nervous.
ion like that 😒. i never get nervous around dudes..
"you look good as hell, Shorty" he complimented me and i watched India's face form up into a smile as she watched me rub my arm.
"look at her all nervous and shit" i snapped my eyes at tjay as they laughed. "what? ain't nobody rub they arm just to rub they arm" i rolled my eyes turning and walking back into the house taking some sips of my drink as i leaned against the counter.
after awhile, pop came back into the house and walked to me.
"damn you really just gon' run from me like that?" i rolled my eyes "Janay"
walking away from him, i let a whine out as i felt my arm being gripped and i was brought into a room.
"pop-" before i could finish, he pushed me up against the wall laying each of his hands on both sides of the wall next to me so i was cornered.
he leaned down to my ear grazing his lips over it making my heart race as he did so.
"you speak when spoken to. you hear me?" he mumbled. "huh? or am i gonna need to teach that shit to you, Janay"
he chuckled turning me around so i was staring in the mirror while he pulled me against him so my back was against his chest.
"you so nervous" he chuckled lightly shaking his head as he lifted my chin making me look back at him. "don't be. ion bite"
we don't know that..
"what if you do"
"how about you test that shit out, sexy" feeling his hand on my butt, i grabbed it stopping him from going further.
"i'm not some hoe that's gonna sleep with you the first day i meet you, Bashar" i turned to him.
"how you know my government?"
"i'm a fan" i leaned up to his ear. "but that doesn't mean i'll let you fuck me just cause i think your cute" i mumbled in his ear. "nice try though, pop"
