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Tyrie POV

On the way to Shant'A house I was thinking about ways to make it up to her. She need to quit playing and talk to me. Everytime something happen she can't act like she don't know a nigga. Mane we not together but we in our feelings.

Pulling up at her house I think about how close we live to each other. Knocking at the door I see some chocolate skin nigga open the door. Soon as he see me he looks confused then mean muggs me. Why the hell she got a nigga in her house? She better not be smashing dude. Not that she mine or whatever.

"Nigga who the fuck are you?" He said.

"Who me? Nigga who you?"

"I'm the brother."

"I'm the boyf- I mean bestfriend." I cleared my throat real quick. Why the fuck did I say that?

He looked at me like I was lying. What? He don't think his sister got friends? "Since when?"

"Bruh why you asking me all these questions? You gone let me in or not?"

"At the rate you going nigga, I'm leaning toward not."

"Well it ain't your choice. It is your sister's."

I was about to walk in when his words stopped me.

"Why you look so damn familiar? Johns, that you man?"

Who is this dude?

"Man how you know my name? Wait Oliver? Man I didn't know that was you!" I gave him dap or a bro-hug whatever it is. We both laughing and shit. He was like my bestfriend back in the day.

"Man I ain't seen you since you and Andriques fell out. Where you been?"

"Yea that whole situation was just some shit. I was laying low for a while. But what you been doing?"

"Nun' much, but working now. At a real job this time. After all that went down I ain't really been fucking with nobody like that. Other than that come on in."

"Appreciate it. I'm gone talk and sort things out with Shant'A first then we can hang maybe light up or some."

"Aight, but aye we might be old friends and all, but she my sister. You a man before you my boy. I'm sure you get it right?"

I don't take well to people threatening me, but he right. I would do the same shit to any one of these nappy headed niggas wanting to talk with my little sister.

"I got you. Hell I'm the same way with Charm."

Charm is my 4 year old sister. She look like our momma which might be a problem for me. I don't want to, but I will fight some little boys for messing with my sister. That's why I understand where Oliver coming from.

Shant'A POV

I wanted to gone head change before he got here. I'm going to let him talk, then go to bed. After I shower he might be here.

I find myself a big shirt that I stole from Oliver one day and some boy shorts. I set them on my bed and notice how sexy they are. Victoria's Secret is my guilty pleasure. I only buy their panties or boy shorts, maybe a hoodie or two. I can't afford anything more. Hell one time me and my momma went shopping and they were having a 'sale'. $40 dollars for 4 tubes of lip gloss! $10 a tube and they call it a sale. Ha thought it was. Then they looked at me saying they might not carry my size. I know they don't carry my size in a lot of things.

Slipping out my shirt and pants leaving me in my nude bra and panty set. I bend down to put them in the hamper. I heard the door open followed by a whispered "goddamn". Whirling around I see Tyrie standing there, mouth wide open. Tyrie isn't saying anything other than murmurs I can't hear. I'm getting nervous with him roaming his eyes up and down my body like that.

Rushing I throw on the hoodie and turn away from him. Tyrie makes a groaning like noise still at the door. He probably thinks I am a fat pig. All these ugly stretch marks on my thighs and arms. I want to cry and hope the ground swallows me up. I'm fat and ugly. He didn't need to see me. He's probably grossed out and disgusted with my body. He was. It was too late now though I might as well have him hurt me to my face.

Sighing I turn see in he had gotten like two steps closer. The look on his face was scary but also turning me on. He stalked toward me with big steps. He was intimidating the fuck out of me. He got closer and closer to where I had started to back up and we reached my bed. Tyrie barely skimmed my skin with his fingers before resting them on my shoulders. To say I was disappointed was a mother fucking understatement. He grabbed the back of my neck and leaned in. Is he going to kiss me? I couldn't even ask what he was doing before his soft lips touched my forehead. The fuck?!

"You gone head get dressed, pretty girl. I'll wait downstairs." He said it like he was fighting himself to say something. He then left without looking back. He left me there knowing he saw my boy shorts on the bed.

After putting on my clothes, with pants of course I headed to him. I almost laughed when I saw him on the couch with his head in his hands. He was frantically shaking his head side to side. Said something bout "should have done it"  and "a great chance" and that "so damn beautiful bruh". The last part was a compliment I think.

Clearing my throat I speak up. "I'm sorry you had to see that."

Looking up he straightens out his thin T-shirt that shows off his chiseled abs. "My bad pretty girl. I should have knocked first. It ain't that serious."

"Still-"

"NO. Its all good."

"Anyway what you come over for?"

He gone look at me with that bish- what face.

"I really don't want to talk about it. It ain't nothing, just childish feelings." I said shaking my head.

"Nah I came, so we gone talk."

I stayed there to see what he would say. "Shant'A don't make me get up and drag yo ass over here. Now. Sit. Down!"

I don't like him yelling, but that shit was sexy as fuck, so I ran my little happy go lucky ass over to sit on the other end of the couch making sure not to touch thighs with him. Tyrie grabbed my wrist pulling to where I was sitting at the middle of the couch.

"Now explain to me why you ignoring me. Or why you can't text back or pick up the phone. Tell me why you left early without telling me when you know I said I was dropping you off! I was looking everywhere for you. Don't say it was because I don't sit next to you at the stupid pep rally cause I know that ain't all it. You can't just go quiet if you got a problem Tae. Tell me what's wrong, so we can fix it."

"You want to know bestfriend? You left and forgot about me. You said you would do something and then broke your word. Not only that, but you left to be buddies with one of my bullies to be grinded on by some trashy ass girl. Yeah I saw you and your fuck boy ways. You bumping and grinding on that bitch. Shit basically having dry sex! I don't even know why I'm mad though. It ain't like I like you or even know you for that matter! " I take a moment to clam down and breath. "So yes, I'm mad. Not at you, well yeah at you for basically lying to me and flaking on me. Also at all those people making me feel like I don't deserve to hang out with you. You're the type to do crazy fun things and make friends easily. I, however, am not. I just feel so inferior to you and all those people. I hate it. I thought that opening up to you would help me be more confident and possibly make people not hate md. If I had known having a friend was this hard or confusing, I wouldn't have agreed to be friends with you in the first place."

He just sat there for a while not speaking. A lot of emotions were on his face, the most common was confusion. I can't blame him for being confused. I'm confused too. We haven't known each other a week and we already fighting. This just might not work.

I get up about to lead him out. He quickly grabs me again and sits me on his lap. Not in a sexual way, just cradling me. He kind of rocks us side to side and hugs me. His hand was rubbing my back. I exhaled in his arms.

"Sigh. I'm sorry, ma. I didn't know you are so confused about our friendship. I'm glad you told me though. I know this is crazy, but after knowing you for two days I can count you as a great friend. You're so real with me and you get me like not most people do. You have such a understanding personality and a comforting presence. You don't judge me or expect me to be something I'm not. People usually see me as Jones before I can show them Tyrie. That's why I like you. You saw Tyrie first. You didn't run after me for sex or money or clout. So whether you like it or not, you my bestfriend till the end of time. Okay?"

"Okay."

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1697 word count!!!! My longest, I think ever. Thanks again to @XxRon_RonxX for helping me with Tyrie's or Jones's point of view.