Thug Mentality

"Why?" he asked.

"Why what?" I asked confused.

"why are u so interested in my life? I mean I'm just another thug who dropped out of school, mom on drugs, step dad that hates me and, selling drugs trying to make money." he sighs with his head down.

I slowly picked his head up and looked into his eyes.

"Because deep down inside I know that you're not what people say you are.

"But you don't know me." he said.

"I know the little things, I know that you mean well and, I know you only do what you do to provide for your siblings but that doesn't make you a bad person." I said.

"you need to stay away from me, I could be too dangerous for you why don't you understand that?" He gave me serious look.

"Because I don't care." I said.

He looked down again trying to hide his smile.

I grabbed his chin, pulling his face to mine and connected our lips.