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Teenage Love Affair. Ni-Ni Simone
Читать онлайн.Название Teenage Love Affair
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isbn 9780758266156
Автор произведения Ni-Ni Simone
Жанр Учебная литература
Серия Ni-Ni Girl Chronicles
Издательство Ingram
“Dang!” Courtney said, as I climbed into the backseat. “Why are your eyes so swollen? Oh, my, you’ve been lying to us. You been crying all night.”
“Whatever,” I snapped, knowing that tears were dancing in my mouth right now.
When we got to the Chocolate Bar the place was packed. We saw everybody from school and the hood in the place. We kicked it with a few people and then the hostess showed us our table.
The bad part about being there was that the food was slamming but I didn’t have an appetite.
Courtney and Asha were talking about something—what, I don’t know—because of course my mind had wandered back to my man, which is why when I heard, “Yo” float over my shoulders, I thought it was my imagination. At least until I heard it again. “Yo, Zsa.” Now, that was Ameen. I felt like screaming and jumping up in glee. It’s a good thing I always looked good when I went out—kept this dude on his toes and gave him something to worry about. I did my best to suppress my smile as I looked up into his beautiful face, twisted my lips, and said, “May I help you?”
The vein on the side of Ameen’s neck was thumping, causing the tattoo on his neck to rise. “Let me hollah at you for a second.”
“Nope.” My eyes combed the menu.
“What did you say?” Ameen asked in disbelief.
“She said bye.” Courtney gave Ameen a salute.
“See ya,” Asha followed up.
“Yo,” Ameen said sternly, “I’m not playin’.”
I sucked my teeth, rolled my eyes, and turned to my friends. “Just give me a minute to see what he wants. I’ll be back.” I walked away quickly before either of them could say something sarcastic.
Ameen and I walked into a secluded spot in the hallway and instead of talking he stood back and looked at me as if I were crazy.
“Okay.” I looked around. “Wassup? What is it?”
“Me and you have an argument and instead of continuing to apologize you chillin’ with Mrs. Big Drawls and Ru-Paul?”
“Don’t talk about my friends. And anyway, you know how many times I called you? Please.”
“Please what?”
“Excuse you?” I said, taken aback. “You thought I was supposed to stay home and cry over you forever? Not.”
“You tryna show off?” He pointed in my face.
“You’re the one who hasn’t been answering your phone!”
“You were on punishment. Don’t try and get brand new like you didn’t know the drill.”
“On punishment? Excuse you. I’m not a kid. I am grown.”
“Then act like it. Now, go get your things, we’re leaving.”
“Boy, please, don’t even play yourself. I wish I would leave.”
“You’re not listening now?” He walked up close to me and I felt like he could swallow every breath I took.
“All I’m saying is that I’m here with Courtney and Asha. I can’t just leave like that.”
“Oh, so they are more important than me?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“I see where this is goin’. Ai’ight then,” Ameen said.
“Ameen, don’t be like that.”
“Nah, you don’t have to come. It’s no thing. I mean, we have a li’l disagreement and now you treat me like this. It’s cool. We’re done.” He walked away.
I caught hold of Ameen’s forearm. “Ameen, stop playin’. Just hold it, give me a minute.”
“Didn’t I just say you didn’t have to come with me? I can get me some company if that’s what I need to do.”
“Don’t play with me!” I snapped as I pulled out my phone and texted Asha and Courtney. “Call me later. Ameen needs me.”
We stepped into the parking lot and I followed Ameen to a hot-pink Toyota Corolla. “Whose car is that, Ameen?”
“My sister’s friend’s cousin’s car. She let me hold it for a few days.”
“Sister’s friend who? And why would they let you hold their car?”
“You getting in or not?”
I sighed. I knew this was bananas. “I just don’t feel comfortable being in this car,” I said.
“Then don’t get in.” Ameen slid in the car and put the keys in the ignition.
Reluctantly I slid into the car. “Ameen, I hope we don’t keep going through these changes.”
“Yo, are you gon’ nag me? ’Cause if you naggin’ you can stay here. But I’m trying to be a man about the situation and show you some attention. I mean, I left my people in there and my food on the table to be able to kick it with you—”
Ameen did have a point. “Ameen, sometimes I just feel…”
“Zsa, can we have one conversation where we don’t talk about how you feel? I swear, you are so selfish. How about how I feel? I’m over here stressed over you and you out partying with your friends.”
“Why are you so extreme?” I said, exhausted.
“Oh, now you usin’ big words? Extreme?”
“Ameen, I love you. You know that.”
“All I know is what I see. And what I see is that you don’t appreciate me. I mean, if you want me to step just say that.”
“No.” I turned to him. “I don’t want you to go anywhere.”
“Well, show me how much you want me to stay,” he said as he pulled into a secluded section of the parking lot. He climbed over the console and pushed my seat all the way back.
“You know I missed you.” He started kissing me.
“And I missed you too,” I said, feeling my heart become at ease a few seconds later. And we started to kiss and do things that only the night would witness.
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