9 страница15 октября 2016, 14:44

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k e v p o v

I sat there by the pool table, thinking about what just happened. Baby? I called her baby? I stood by the pool table, resting my hand on it just staring at the striped balls that were left from the game. Man, she was so cute when she sunk the winning ball. I looked down at the floor, realizing I was smiling at the memory.

Woah woah, hold up Kev.

I don't like Tori.

Yes I do,

No. No I don't.

I left the pool table the way it was and went upstairs, ya boys craving some pizza you already know. When I got upstairs, I only saw Daniel and Devin sitting on the couches by the door. Where did Tori go? She didn't actually leave, did she?

"Hey, Daniel, Dev? Where's Tori?"

"She left bro. I don't know what happened down there, but she came right upstairs and left without second guessing it.." Devin answered, sounding a bit disappointed.

* * *

"Y-You okay Kev?" she asked, sounding a bit scared.

My head shot up and I looked at her, when our eyes met she tensed up and looked down right away. What is her issue, can a guy not think?

"I'm perfectly fine. But why are you still down here?" I spat, looking her right in the eyes. Why does she seem so tense and scared all the time, she's gotta learn how to loosen up a little, damn.

Fuck. Kev, you did it again. How are you supposed to be friends with her, if you're constantly treating her like some piece of shit you found at the side of the road. I sighed, sitting down on the couch, facing my bros.

"So, uh what do you guys wanna do now?" I asked, trying to break the silence.

"I don't know about you but I ain't really feeling this lil tension you got between my cousin. So Dev and I are gonna go to the movies or something, and well, you can decide what you wanna do." Daniel said, getting up to leave.

"Alright bro, I know what I'm gonna do. I'll see you guys tomorrow," I said, dabbing them before they left.

I ran upstairs to my room and quickly changed into some sweats and a nike sweater before heading out to Daniel's. I know Tori lives there, so I don't have any idea of where else she'd be this late.

* * *

I walked up to the front door, and knocked. To my luck, Tori opened the door.

"Kev, why are you here. You're the one who told me to leave your house.." She sighed.

"I know I know. I need to talk to you, please I just need 15 minutes if you really don't want to talk. Please give me a chance." I asked, looking at her with pleading eyes.

She looked down.

"Fine. You got 20 minutes, what do you want?" She said, stepping aside to let me in.

We both sat on the couch and I started.

"So I just want to apologize for all the shit i've done to you. I never meant to hurt you the way I probably have. I'm just trying to get to know you and become friends but everything I say comes out wrong and I'm really really sorry. Please forgive me?" I finished, playing with my fingers.

t o r i  p o v
"Kevin. First, who the hell said you hurt me?" I lied. "Second, I'm just tryna be friends too." I lied again. "But, I guess if you can figure out how to get your shit together, I forgive you." I smirked, looking up at him.

His face lit up, and he smiled so big. That smile that could end wars and cure cancer. He hugged me so tight, I almost stopped breathing, yet I felt safe in his arms. I will admit I was happy to see him happy. But, I don't know if i'm ready to deal with whatever I just got myself into. I mean it is true, I'd rather be stuck in the friend zone than to not be talking to him at all. I guess i'll just let things play out and see what happens.

"So uh, since i'm already here, why don't we start working on that project from Ms. Lyon?" He smirked, pulling out of the hug.

"Yeah I guess, we should have something to present to the class tomorrow." I laughed.

We both went up to my room and I sat on my desk, while Kevin was snooping around everywhere.

"Ouh, what's this?" He asked, holdingup my private lyric book/journal.

"Nothing, Don't ever touch my book. What's in there is private for me, and only me to see. Alright?" I said, grabbing the book from his hands and locking it in my little safe thing.

I'm not some wierd control freak, trust me. I just write all my songs in there and a lot of it is about personal stuff. And the most recent one is obviously about Kevin, and he can't find out.

"Damn, sorry ma. I didn't know that was private property of Ms. Tori" He laughed, raising his arms in surrender.

I laughed along with him and playfully punched his arm before we sat down and started working.

"So I think she told us to just get some notes about the other person for class tomorrow, using these questions?" I started, pulling out the paper from my bag.

"Aight, let's get more comfortable and start taking notes" Kev smirked, sitting on my bed and patting the spot in front of him for me to sit.

I rolled my eyes playfully and sat in front of him with my notepad in my hand.

"Before we start, we should get some music in the back to get lit with these questions!" Kev said sitting up, playing some playlist on his phone.

First song to play was biebs in the trap by travis scott and I WAS GETTING LIT THAT'S MY SONGGG.

"Alright alright are you comfortable kev?" I laughed.

"Yep." He smiled.

"Alright first question. What's your favourite TV show?" I asked.

"Narcos, you?" He answered.

"NARCOS! Isn't that some Spanich telanovela ?!" I screamed, laughing.

"Yes. What's a telanovela?" He asked, confused.

"IT'S A SPANISH SOAP OPERA KEV ARE YOU GOOD?!" I freaked and he started laughing.

"Yeah I'm good. Totally fine. Super!" He said between laughs.

"Okay okay. Next question. Who's your celebrity crush?" I looked at the paper confused as hell. "Man what kinda shit questions are these?" I scrunched up my nose in disgust of these damn stupid questions.

"For real. Rihanna is mad fine yo. Who's yours?"

"You already know Bryson Tiller be lookin all daddyish. I LOVE him." I said, swoonin over that fine ass. Damn.

Kev looked at me wierd, before shaking his head and laughing writing down my answer. I started laughing too.

"Okay okay my turn to ask a question. What do you regret most about a decision you've made?" He asked.

TRIGGERED.

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