September 23, 2017
Miami, Florida
5:37 AM
Summer Boissiere:
The hell was I thinking? Why did I tell her to take me to her house, we literally could've just talked in the car! Oh well, shit it's too late now, we're here. I looked at Bey as she turned the car off, she was avoiding looking at me. Psh, that's not gone last long, I'm beautiful.
"Come on Ling Ling." I got out of the car. She got out and locked the car doors.
"Nigga Ling Ling?" She unlocked the front door and went into the house. I caught a glance of something.
"Hold up." I looked over at a tree. "The trees bald! Who mad the trees bald!?"
"Girl getcho ass in here, it's still raining." Oh shit, I ran in the house and took my jacket off. I looked over at the couch then at Bey, she was shutting the door.
"Go sit."
"I'm not no dog Summer."
"Girl if you don't.." I put on that black momma "Neow" face, she put her hands up and sat down on the couch. I walked over and sat on her lap, knowing I'd get answers one way or another.
"Nuh uh, Summer get up that's not how-mm." I knew pulling her head down to my breasts, to use as pillows, nothing else, would do the trick.
"Now.." I massaged her scalp with my fingertips. "Wanna tell me what's been up with you lately?"
She hesitated then sighed. "No, I don't. But I will. It started the night I called you, I had just got out of the shower from having a wet dream."
"About me?"
"Nah, about Abraham Lincoln." She made a really bitch face, causing me to roll my eyes.
"Anyways."
"I.. Had no idea where it came from, or why, but I just had it, and it felt so real. We were on the beach and we started flirting then... We kissed." She got quiet. I nodded slowly, waiting for her to continue. She moved her head and leaned back, looking at me.
"You just..." She pouted. "How'd you know I used to like laying on your boobs?" I shrugged.
"You'd somehow find your head by them, but I never said anything, I never thought anything of it." I had a neutral face, trying to help the situation and not make her think I was judging or anything. Yeah, sure it's weird finding out ya best friend has a crush on you, but it's nothing you can't get over if they don't do anything extra.
Too bad. Knowing Bey, it's gone be all extra.
"Did I like you before?" She mumbled to herself.
"It might have been unintentionally."
"No it's way more complicated than that, and I hate complications." She groaned, looking at the ceiling.
"Well you can worry about those later. Spit out the rest."
She mocked me at first then sighed. "It was about to get heated, real fast, like on some Wattpad shit. It was crazy. Then the next one happened at Victoria Secret..."
"Is that when you were staring at me for that long ass time for no reason?" I tilted my head slightly. She shifted, uncomfortably.
"Can you get up now..."
"You better be happy I gotta fart." I went into a different room and passed gas then came back in the living room.
"Uh uh bitch that shit might follow you, gone take yo stank ass back in there man!" She covered her face with the hoodie.
"Bitch shut up, better be happy I didn't fart on you." I sat beside her and laid across her lap. She was still looking like a turtle, covering her face. I moved her hoodie slowly, not really taking my eyes off of her face. She looks so innocent now. I smiled.
"What got you smilin'?" She raised an eyebrow. I shook my head.
"Just you to be honest." I said bluntly. She blushed. That saying curiousity kills the cat must be some real shit, because I'm bout to be straight murked.
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