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| "What was that nigga?" Jarrell asked jumping on the chair with the huge ottoman (thing put your feet on) right in front of it.
Dreux tried to shake the goosebumbs away but they wouldn't go, "What was what?" Jarrell just laughed at he friend, he was actin real obvious, "Don't fake it D, you had my best friend pinned to the door and yo' lips were seconds away!" "I don't know J, when she turned around and smiled at me I couldn't move dog." Druex frowned biting his lip looking mad. "Aww, dog what's wrong wit you?" Jarrell asked looking at his best friend like he was crazy. "J, I can't let no female get me like that, specially not a female like Brittney." Druex said going back to that pig headed conceited playa Jarrell thought he had gotten rid of. Meanwhile with Brittney she was in the kitchen drinking water and breathing slowly. She turned on the radio to try to calm herself down and the song was Britney Spears, lord knows she wasn't a fan but this song caught her attention: But when your eyes say it That's when I know that it's true I feel it I feel the love coming through I know it I know that you truly care for me 'Cause it's there to see When your eyes say it It was something about the way Druex's eyes were glued to her when they were up against the door, it did something to her. His smile left her faint, his cologne made her weak, and his smile made her stomach do backflips. But his eyes they wouldn't leave her mind, something was there and it wasn't playfulness, it was something else. Lord knows she wanted to kiss him, but big mouth Jarrell just had to say something. Brittney wanted to kiss those beautiful lips, and she could tell he wanted the same thing. And the words that they say take my breath away No song ever sounded so sweet I love every word that they say to me Brittney reluctantly walked out the kitchen, down the hall and to the den but stopped when she heard them talking, she knew they had over heard her conversation with Romeo so she wanted to kind of get them back. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Jarrell asked pissed that Druex was being like this, it was like they took two steps forward Druex would turn and take two steps back. "Shit, Boog it means I can't get involved wit somebody like Brittney, I don' told you that nigga." Druex said harshly, Brittney gasped as her breath got caught in her throat, she didn't think Druex was like that. She was seriously thinking of forgetting Jerome seriously for better things. "Druex but you said outside -- shit fuck it Druex you gon' learn, I don' told you gon' learn. You want her, I know you do but you frontin and fakin so Ima warn you one mo' time don't sneak yo' way into her heart and hurt her cuz if you do Ima be on you ass and a lot mo' and bigga niggas than me gon' be on yo' sorry playa wannabe ass." Jarrell replied looking away at the screen which was repeating the DVD intro to Love & Basketball. Brittney bit her tongue so nothing would slip from her eyes or her mouth she silently walked over to the couch and sat down not saying a word. "Druex could you switch with Rell?" "Yea." He said and he and Jarrell switched seats before pushing play. Brittney laid hear head in Jarrell's lap and he played with her hair. Jarrell knew she over heard them, but Druex didn't, through the whole movie, he kept glancing at her when a part would make her smile or laugh, he could see himself where Jarrell was. And he felt himself grow kind of jealous of Jarrell and Jerome thinkin they both had those kinds of moments with her, what he wanted too. Brittney looked up at Jarrell when he tapped her shoulder, he whispered something about wanting to stretch out. So he laid behind her on the couch with his arms wrapped around her, he almost wondered why he never tried to talk to his best friend but then he thought these moments wouldn't be this good. Jarrell saw the look on Druex's face when he stretched out behind her, you couldn't make him believe any of that shit Druex had said. 'To bad Bri heard some of it though' he thought as Druex shook his head obviously fighting his want to say something. |
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