𝟎𝟏𝟐. 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇 & 𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗑
THINKIN' BOUT YOU, PB.
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basketball, syd, assignments, syd and a little bit of syd has been my main focus for the past week. we've been close since our date and i've been nothing but happy with her.
she makes me laugh, feel comfortable in my own skin, always courages me to be an better version of myself, never makes me feel like burden and is has been by my corner to make sure im alright.
if you were an outsider you would say i was in love with her already but the truth is i am, i am deeply in love with sydney but i've yet to make an move.
"azzi you read romance books and stuff...how do they ask people out in books?", i ask the thought heavy on my brain to ask sydney out but im not sure how.
azzi looks up at me with an shock expression on her face, "YOURE GOING TO ASK SYD OUT?", she yells with an big smile plastered on her face.
the girls on the team loved and adored sydney, i mean it was hard not too. she got along with everybody on different levels and they appreciated that because most of the girls i messed with before only wanted to stick an camera in their face to let it be known they were around UConn's women's basketball team which could be a bit tiring at times but sydney actually talked them, had fun with them and knew when to give them their space.
"im planning on it but im not sure how to ask her", i mumble a little bit stumped. "i dont know much about her but what from i do know is that syd is an simple girl and she doesn't expect much, she'll be satisfied and happy with whatever you do because it came from you p and that's all that matters to her", azzi assures me.
she was right but i still wanted to make this special for her, "well can you help me set it up?", i ask squinting my eyes and crossing my fingers because azzi was very strict about her time.
"of course, anything for syd", she laughed and I gasped, "what about me?", i place my hand onto my heart and she waves me off acting as if she didn't care about me.
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i was laying down comfortably in sydney bed as she raged on roblox cussing out little kids on voice chat and then complain to me that they banned her voice chat.
"YOU DOG WATER BOI", sydney yelled at her ipad screen pulled up to her face. i laughed at her antics as i rubbed my hand up and down her thigh and my hand occupied by my phone as i scrolled on social media. "i-unt unt fuck this game", she slammed her ipad case closed and looked over at me.
"you the one that messed me up", she said and I gasped, "girl how you must really suck if you blaming it on a innocent bystander like me", i say and she laughs. "because you over here being freaky", she point down at my hand which was in between her thighs and i only hum smiling. "see that's what im talking about", she mumbles.
i place my phone down and sit up leaning my face against eyes placing an soft kiss onto her lips, "im sorry ma", I whisper placing another kiss onto her lips before laying back down and moving my hand down.
"ian say you had to move it", she mumbles underneath her breath but i caught it, i look up at her with an surprised look. "sydney", i say with an stern tone. "and im so for real", she mumbles tilting her head at me. "girl stop playing", i warn her and she only smiles at me.
drop em right now
i wave her off turning my attention back to my phone, i mean of course i wanted to get DIRTTYYYY but she wasn't even mines yet and first im a gentlewoman so. she lays down beside me pulling me into her comfort, "im serious p", she talks to me.
i look up at her, "i know baby but I haven't even asked you out and i want it to be special for us not like this but we will", i assure her and she nods understanding. "soon, i promise", i finish off closing my eyes as she massages my scalp slowly drifting off to sleep.
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this chapter was kinda a filler because girly in a writer block lowkey
but thou shall not give up BUT I think I kinda got my groove bck.