"Na', You can't have my number, shawty. You can give me your number though." I told her, pulling out my phone and giving it to her.
I watched her out of the corner of my eye as she put her number in, putting the diamond emoji beside her name. I didn't mind it for the simple fact that I wasn't planning to call anyway.
"Alright, here." She said, giving me my phone back and I threw it in my lap.
Now sitting there in silence, I smoked my weed, zoning out. I'd almost forgot little shawty was even here. She was just chilling beside me, catching contact.
"Can I ask you something?" She went onto say and I sighed deeply, not really wanting her to ask me shit but I was trying to be nice.
"Yeah, shawty. What's up?" I asked, looking up at the ceiling with low eyes.
"I'm kind of scared to ask." She admitted, making me revert my eyes to her.
"What's up?" I asked again, more stern this time.
I watched as she nervously bit her lip, thinking hard about whatever she was about to ask me.
"I'm going to whisper it you, alright?" She asked and I shrugged.
"Aight, coo."
"Can I suck your dick?" She whispered in my ear, making me scoff. My scoff then turned into a laugh as I shook my head.
"How old are you again, ma?" I went onto ask, confused why she was so childish.
"I'm 25." She went onto say and I shook my head.
"You too grown to be shy." I spoke bluntly to her and she just sat there, awaiting my answer.
"Why you wan' suck on me? Whatchu know my girl or something?" I asked, saying it out of habit and she jolted her head back.
"Wait, what?"
"You have a girlfriend?" She went onto ask and I shook my head no.
"Na', that was a force of habit. My ex shawty." I went onto say and she tooted her lips up.
"Well no, I don't know her and I don't care to. I just want to suck your dick for my own personal reasons."
"Yeah and what's that?"
"You look like a nigga who deserves it."
"Oh yeah?"
"And what that look like, ma?" I asked, putting my blunt to my lips.
"Fine, handsome, light brown, thing.." She trailed off, rubbing her hands over my pants.
Chuckling to myself as I blew the smoke out, I looked over to her.
"I'm gon' tell you now, ma."
"You better stop playin' with a nigga before you wake up a beast. I'm tryn' tell you." I warned her seriously.
Shawty was doing shit to me that didn't feel right coming from her but I was about to say fuck it. The way I was feeling.
Obviously a nigga deserved it.
