Amiya's POV

"Just met a boy just met a boy when" one of my favorite songs by Nicki Minaj played.

I got up and went downstairs.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!!

Who the hell is knocking on my door at six thirty in the morning.

I grab my biggest knife, and I open my door swinging.

"HOLD UP HOLD UP HOLD UP! Miya it's Guye, DAMN!" He said with a scared look on his face.

"Boy, what the hell you doin at my house" I was kinda relieved it was him.

"Can I come in before I get interrogated" he says his eyes traveling my body.

I look down relize I ain't have on a shirt or pants. I slam the door in his face and run upstair.

I throw on a shirt and some shorts. I walk downstairs and jump at the fact Guye is in the kitchen eating MY Fruity Pebbles.

"You left the door unlocked" he says.

"How you gonna come up in my house eating MY Fruity Pebbles niggah" I yell kinda mad.

"Cuz I ain't have breakfast" he respond.

"Fine" I whine.

I walk upstairs, wake Destiny and go get in the shower.

I quickly wash up, get up and wrap my towel around me.

I walk in my room to get me some clothes and I feel Guye behind me.

"I think I like this position" he mumbles.

I quickly stand up and pull his hair.

"Miya, don't do that" he groans.

"Why not" I say seductively pulling his hair again.

"Shit, Miya stop"

"I don't want to" I whine pulling his hair more than once.

He pulled me across him and on my bed.

"If you want me to fuck you right now keep doin that" he says his voice becoming raspy. He started slowly moving his hand up my towel.

This niggah think he slick.

"Hold on" I say.

I get up, grab my clothes and go in the bathroom.

I put on my jean shorts with my white crop top with 😒BOY😒.

I walk out.

"Come on" I say smiling if looks could kill I'd be dead because he mug the hell out of me.

I jumped in his red and black Mustang, Destiny following behind me. He jumped in not even glancing at me.

I lean in for a kiss, and he dodge it.

"Niggah don't be dodging my kisses because we ain't fuck"
I say.

He didn't respond, he just stared the car and we left.

Did I really hurt him that bad?