11
I just downloaded like 10 Bryson and Harley pictures and I don't have no space to keep them so updates are coming so I can get rid of them.
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I woke up wrapped in a thick white cover. I felt around and felt Bryson arm length away from me.
"Why are you so far?" I asked lifting my head to see him
He was still sleeping. I scooted close to him and threw my arm over him. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in as close as my stomach would allow.
"What time is it?" He asked from the crook of my neck
"Morning. Like 7 I think."
"What we doing today?"
"I want to see Harley."
"She going to the beach today."
"That's what we're doing then. The beach it is."
"With Kelly. She going with Kelly."
"Okay. So, what?"
He looked at me then closed his eyes again.
"We gone get up around 12." He tightened his grip on me
"When are they going to be there?"
"I didn't ask."
I looked up at him waiting for him to open his eyes. He opened them a few seconds later and sighed.
"Hand me my phone."
I cheesed and felt around for his phone before handing it to him.
"I texted her."
"Can you take me home to get clothes later?"
"Go to sleep Rose."
"I'm not tired."
"I am. Go to sleep."
I sighed and shut my eyes forcing sleep upon myself.
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"Ro get up."
I stretched and rolled as far as I could on my side without laying on my stomach.
"I'm about to take you to go pick up some clothes."
"What time is it?"
"10."
"10?" I twisted my face at him before shutting my eyes again
"No. Get up they gone be there at 12."
I rolled to the end of the bed and struggled up. I put my dress back on and slid on my sandals.
"You ready?"
I nodded making my way to the car.
We pulled up to my house a few minutes later seeing Amir's car parked in the drive way.
"Whose car is that?"
"Amir."
"When you get out you stay behind me. Alright?"
I nodded making him look at me.
"Yeah."
We got out and I stood behind him holding onto the end of his shirt.
"Why you here?"
"Ta get my shit."
"What you got here?"
"Clothes and ma fucking girl. Fuck is you doing here?"
He stepped to the side showing me and my grip on his shirt.
"True shit?" Amir asked me
I looked up at Bryson as a smile formed on my face.
"Yeah."
"Leave her house man. She'll ship your shit to you in the mail."
"Whatever." He got in his car and drove out the drive way
"Get like a weeks worth of clothes."
"Alright."
Bryson walked around the house reminiscing while I packed. I put all Amir's stuff in a bag and rolled it down the steps.
"You gone fuck his shit up before giving it to him?" Bryson laughed
"I'm going to give it to Crystal. They fucking so she can give him his shit."
"Fuck that nigga. Let's go."