Amir Urkland

"I'm not finna eat food another nigga bout for you," I sign to Day from my bed.

Fuck I look like?

He sighs.

"Why the fuck does it matter?" He asks.

This nigga.

"It just does," I tell him.

"I could barely eat anything. I thought I would be hungry as shit but I only had like one bite of this burrito and that's it just take it."

He hands me his burrito.

"No," I shake my head.

He sighs and lets his arm fall.

"I want a bite," we hear.

Day wraps his burrito up and leans over his bed. He throws it at Brenden hard as a bitch.

"You wildn," I tell him.

He jumps off. I jump off and almost bust my ass. I almost fall on Danny.

He's snoring so fucking loud.

Day slaps my shoulder.

"You remember when," he starts, but I cut him off.

"Stop," I shake my head.

I slip my slides on.

"Where you going?" I ask.

He points to the door.

That's not answering my question.

"Where?" I laugh.

"Anywhere nigga," he signs.

I look at his feet.

Those are my socks nigga.

"Put some shoes on," I tell him.

"Nah I'm straight," he signs and laughs.

No you ain't. Gay ass.

I smile to myself.

Chill Amir.

I look around.

"Where are you guys going?" I hear Brenden.

"Shh," I tell him and close the door.

I turn around and see Day looking at me.

He's so cute.

"What are we gonna fuck up first?"

You.

"Hell nah I'm not fucking up these white establishments," my voice echoes.

Day hits me.

"Shut up!"

We hear a door close and talking. I smile with excitement and turn to him.

"Run," is all I say; we start quietly darted down the hall.

I almost fall.

Fucking slides.

Fuck around and die walking in these so running is dangerous.

Day laughs as we run.

I miss this dumb shut.

He passes me. I try to knock him over but he dodges me. He tries to turn the corner, slips, and busts his ass.

"Told yo ass to put shoes on."I laugh out loud as shit and try to jump over him.

He trips me and I fall to the ground.

"You wildn," I tell him as we wrestle on the floor.

I slam him on his side. He rolls over on his back with me on top of him and holds a finger up at me.

He's out of breath.

"Let me catch my breath," he signs in the gap between us.

I hold myself over him. He looks up at me and his face goes straight.

"Amir?" he says my name.

He's never said my name before.

I lean down and kiss him. He hums out in shock, but to my surprise he starts kissing me back.

He pulls away and looks at me like I'm crazy. His skin turns from sexy brown to hot ass red.

Damn.

"I'm sorry," I tell him.

I really am.

I get off of him and he sits up with the same expression plastered on his face. He puts his fingers on his lips.

Nah fuck that.

"No, I take that back I'm not sorry," I tell him.

He leans over and pulls me back to him. We fight for dominance, but I win.

"Don't y'all have somewhere to be," I hear.

Oh shit.

Me and Day pull away in point fifth of a second.

I look forward and see Mr. Marcello standing there.

Day turns his head towards him and straightens up.

Mr. Marcello's eyes connect with mine. His glare overpowers me.

He's intimidating, but I'm gonna grasp this little bit of hope and run with it.

Fuck him.

He looks at Day and walks away from him. Day starts to follow him. I stand up and put my shoes that slipped off back on.

I kissed him.

I'm mad.

But I'm happy at the same time cause I kissed him and that nigga kissed me back.

Day Valentine

I chaise after him.

I'm wrong.

Wrong and sorry as shit.

I don't know how to feel.

He gets to a door and opens it. I push the door open to make sure I get in there with him. I almost get caught up at how it looks in here.

I watch Dimitri strip out of his shirt and pull his bed back. He goes to a dresser and pulls out a towel.

He wraps it around his shoulders.

"Get out of my room," he says without looking at me.

"Dimitri."

"I'm trying to control my anger right now," he says while walking towards me.

I walk up to him and wrap my arms around his waist. He sighs.

"This is some bullshit. You know me. And you know how I like to play," he says seriously.

I squeeze him tight. He gives me a crazy laugh like crazy niggas like him give when they're mad. 

"You and Amir was just beefing and now you kissing him? That explains a lot," he gets angrier at me.

He grabs my arms and pulls them off of him.

"Did you fuck Amir?" He asks in a rude ass tone.

I furrow my eyesbrows.

"No."

"Hmm." He says.

Hmm? Shut up.

"Why the fuck were you kissing him?" He signs.

"I don't know!" I sign.

He sighs.

"Day get out of my room," he says calmly again.

I get mad.

"No," I tell him.

He looks at me like he gonna do something.

"No," I say again.

"If I find out you fucking Amir," he starts.

"What," I challenge him.

He holds his finger up at me and shakes it in front of my face.

He walks away from me and goes into his bathroom.

He slams the door hard as fuck and I jump.

I'm not leaving.

I walk over to his bed and sit down.

What is life?

I start thinking about Amir.

My best friend kissed me and I kissed him back.

Me and him have some shit to discuss, cause I'm confused.

The pieces that I'm putting together make sense, but it's way too messy.

I lay back on the bed and grip my neck with both hands.

This shit is fucking my life up.

My phone vibrates in my pocket.

From Mir:

"I'm sorry for causing some bullshit between you and Mr. Marcello only because it's effecting you. If it wasn't I would say fuck that nigga. I'm not sorry I kissed you. I've been waiting for that for the longest," I read.

I reread it over and over again.

I turn my phone off and toss it on the floor.

That just confirmed all the bullshit in my mind.

Hi. I don't like this chapter... but stay tuned for the next one 🙃. I was supposed to work today, but I'm sick. How is everyone? Amir and Day? Day and Dimitri? Dimitri and Amir? I like this song ^.