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Pic is of Reggie 😍😍

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Alonzo POV

"So tell me about you Zo." Ray had asked, more so demanded. I didn't know where to start, and what to keep out so I just gave him the basics.

"My name is Alonzo Saint Sinclair, I'm black and Puerto Rican, 18 years old and I don't know what else to say." I chuckled at the end of my statement, looking anywhere but in his eyes that were staring directly at mine. I don't know why but I couldn't think straight when he was looking straight at me. And he probably knew that considering the smirk that was on his face.

"So your initials are A.S.S?" He chuckles and struggles to hold in his laughter.

"What do you watch?" I ask, ignoring his goofy self and grabbing the remote.

"TV nigga." He replies in a 'duh' tone while grabbing our plates and taking them to the kitchen.

"Reggie how come you not outside with every-." A lady began to question before she looked and noticed me."Who you?!" She asks, shocked to see me instead of her son. I sit up on the bed and smile sheepishly and right before I can open my mouth Ray walks in and noticed the scene.

"Oh hey ma," He begins looking between the both of us.

"Who's he?" She said confused and pointing towards me.

"This is my friend Alonzo, we met at the studio." He answers and I flinch at the word.

Friend.

I smile and go along with his story disguising the hurt. I don't know why it affected me so badly but probably because I wanted to be more.

"Nice to meet you Alonzo, I'm Reggie's mother I hope you enjoyed the food." I seen Reggie out of the corner of my eye give his mama side eye and I already knew what he was thinking.

'This fake bitch'

That's what I'm always thinking cause all mom's are fake when the time comes.

"Thank you and yes I did enjoy the meal it was really good."

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"He's gay." I declare.

"How do you know?" Reggie questioned looking at the TV. We were watching 'MTV Suspect' where friends call Nev and Io when they become worried about their friends or significant other.

"Trust me, my gaydar is all-knowing."

"So what's the secret you have to tell your friend?" Nev asks the friend with the secret, Kevin his name was.

"Well its kind of hard to say, I'm uh, I'm gay." Kevin finally blurts out after stuttering.

"What did I say? I knew it! Don't doubt my detective skills."

"You were right." Ray praises. "But you didn't know about me so your skills should be doubted."

He was right there. I should've seen the signs though but maybe I ignored them cause I didn't think he could be. Stupid I know.

"So who's house was that?" I ask changing the subject and hoping to get some clarification. I don't know why but I've been really curious and it's been weighing on me heavily.

"A friends."

He looks back at the TV and acts like he wasn't just avoiding giving me an honest answer. I didn't want to come across as nosy or persistent so I just dropped it...for now. Instead I decided to pour my energy into something else. "So does your mom know...about you?"

"No, I haven't said anything yet, but I on plan on telling her soon." He replies looking back at the TV.

"What's been stopping you?" I ask curiously wanting to know as much as I can about him.

"Because of....what I do, it'd be harder on me plus I haven't seen or rather met a reason to let people know."

"What do you do?" I question, throwing question after question at him at a rapid pace.

"Mind my business." He jokes and points to the TV when it comes back on from commercial. He was being very vague about what he did and it only managed to make me more curious every time he avoided giving an honest answer. I smacked my teeth at his response but comply and turn towards the TV.

We watched in a comfortable silence as the TV continued and Nev and Io kept investigating and digging for secrets.

Mid episode my head leaned over onto Ray's shoulder and from the corner of my eyes I seen him look over smirking but payed it no mind. This felt good, laying next to Ray comfortably and enjoying each

other's company. I just hoped he felt the same, I also hoped he trusted and felt secure enough to open up to me eventually.

After some time I feel my body shaking and open my eyes only to squint when the brightness of my phone blinds me. "You fell asleep, your phones been going off." Ray whispers flashing the phone in my face. I grab the phone out his hand and unlock to see what's going on.

🎀Mama A🎀: Your dad's home.

That little sentence shouldn't have affected me majorly but it did. I could feel my breath hitching. That cryptic message with just three simple words sent a shiver down my spine.

Did he know? Why was he home? What awaited me when I got home?

All those questions plagued my mind. Me and my father didn't have the best relationship. It was always work, work, work with him. He was always harder on me. Called it ensuring the future of the company. I called it torture.

"What's wrong? You look scared." He asks sitting down on the bed next to me.

"Nothing I gotta get home is all." I groan and rub my eyes getting out of the bed.

"Allright let's go I'll drive you."

I dragged my feet the whole walk to the car, partially because I was sleepy and because I didn't want to go back home. I'd much rather stay here and sleep on Ray's shoulder. That idea seemed much more inviting.

"Come on grandma any day now." Ray yelled holding the door open for me.

"Don't rush me, and that's not my name, you betta RESPECK my name!" I fake yelled getting in the car and putting my seat belt on.

I watched him walk over to his side and get in the car. "Do you wanna go back to the studio and get your car or go straight to your house?" I was too sleepy to give him a complete so I just mumbled in response, "Home."

After he actually got me to give him the address he put the seat back and I dozed off back to sleep.

Reggie POV

The drive to his house was quiet due to Zo being sleep in the passenger seat. He must've been really exhausted. That brought some worry to me, I mean in his song he was talking about issues at the crib and that could've been it or I could've just been reaching and reading into the lyrics too much. Whatever it was I hoped it would get better with time.

"Damn." I mutter pulling up to his house, more like mansion. It didn't take a dummy to know we were in the richest of richest neighborhoods. But that lead to another question, why was he slumming it down at the studio? Why was he in the ghetto, the worst possible neighborhood when he lived here?

I shook my head of my thoughts and looked over towards Zo in my passenger seat. Do I wake him or just carry him into the house?

I decided on the latter and picked him up bridal style from the seat and began walking towards the front door.

"Alonz- oh, who are you?" A beautiful light skinned woman asks opening the door as I approached. "I'm a friend of Alonzo and he was really tired so...yea."

She nodded in understanding and opened the door for me to enter and pointed up the stairs. "His rooms upstairs."

I whisper a thank you and walk up the exhausting long flight of stairs only to see a hallway of doors. How in the hell am I supposed to know which one is his room?

Char walks out her room and I call out to her. She keeps walking and I remember, she's deaf. I tap on her shoulder and she lifts her head.

She waves at me and I smile back not being able to wave back. "Which one is his room?" I ask looking down at him. She points to the last room down the hallway and I walk there. When I enter I nearly drop him after seeing his room. His room makes my room look like a walk-in closet. I take him over to the bed and lay him down, watching him to see if he awakes.

The opening door grabs my at take tin and I look over. It's his mom, or who I assume to be.

She greets me and tells me who she is. "I'm Alonzo's mom, Amari, and you are?"

"I'm Reggie, we met at the studio."

Her face scrunched up in confusion."What studio?"

Oh no. Did I just tell something I wasn't supposed to?

"Anyway," She continues,"Are you staying for dinner?"

"No we ate over at my house before we came here, thank you though."

"No problem, are you him?" She asks vaguely but I get what she's trying to ask. I nod my head and she gives me a once over before walking over towards the door. "Take care of him." I hear her mutter before she exits and closes the door behind her.

I look over at Zo and see his eyes creaked open. Is this nigga awake?

He cracks a smile and sits up. "She knows." He mutters to himself before glaring at me. "And you almost told her my other secret!" He whisper yells at me and I sit next to him on the very large bed, no seriously like six people can sleep on it comfortably.

"Why the hell you pretending to be sleep?" I ignore his lil tantrum.

"I didn't want to have to walk, or talk to my dad since he's here." My eyes squint at him and he lifts up his hand in surrender. "But since you're here," he begins, face lighting up. "Let's have a sleepover." He demands jumping up on the bed.

"What? We got to get your car, you know that right?"

"Yea but we might as well have a sleepover, you're here."

"I need to shower." I retort, using that as an excuse when in all honesty I felt a bit out of place.

"We have shower," he says, "And clothes, so you can't use that as an excuse."

I blow an exaggerated breath out and nod to his questions. In all honesty I needed to stop acting like I wasn't happy about being here with him.

"So are you going to eat dinner with your parents?" I ask pointing downstairs.

"No, I'm full, thanks to all the food you packed on my plate." He blames going towards his dresser and pulling out some clothes. "But I'm gonna go shower, you can put on whatever you want on the TV." He informs before pulling off his shirt and un-buckling his pants. I look away not wanting to invade his privacy despite the dirty part of me that does. "Oh sorry I forgot you were here." He apologizes and I hear the door close which I assume is him leaving.

Alonzo POV

I entered the bathroom and started prepping like it's game time. I cut the shower on so it could heat up then I looked at myself in the mirror. Ok what to do? I grabbed the toothbrush and toothpaste, had to have fresh breath right? I wt the toothpaste on the brush and went to scrubbing. Grabbing the mouthwash I gargle some and spit it out. Stripping the rest of my clothes I hop in the shower and grab my Tom Ford shower gel squirting some on the rag and rubbing all over. Then I rinse off all the suds and step out the shower and grab the towel off the rack drying my body down before pulling on some briefs, then gym shorts and a shirt. I usually just sleep in a shirt and underwear but decided to not.

After giving myself one last once over I step out the bathroom and walk to my room next door. When I wall on he's looking at some of the pictures on my dresser.

Oh god.

By now he's seen all my embarrassing baby or high school pictures, even ones before I glo'd up 😢. I see him grinning at one in particular and walk over to see which one it is. I bite my lip to withhold the groan in once I see what picture it is. It was me sophomore year, and I was messing around with my friends at school. I had my shirt open and was leaning up against the brick walls of the school.

I put the picture face down from behind him and he turned around, acknowledging my presence. Our face was barely am inch or two apart. "Cute picture." He teases and I roll my eyes at him but remain I'm the same position. I look down at his lips slightly but go back to his eyes. I lick my lips and go in to close the distance, I mean I've been wanting this for so long now so why not?

His hand wraps around my waist and his eyes close slowly as he leads down closer towards me.

"Reggie will you be- oops my bad!" My mom says announcing her arrival.

Ugh, parents.

"Sorry, I just wanted to know if you were staying the night and if so, you might want to move your car around back." My mom informs and I nod along. I knew why she was helping me and it was because dad was home, and he'd be curious as to who's car is in the driveway and that'd lead to much, more trouble from him.

"Give me your keys, I'll move it." My mom demands and I scrunch up my face. "You can't drive." I declare, I would know because she gets driver everywhere and I've never seen her drive.

"Boy I can drive, I just like being driven around, makes me feel fancy." She declares, mainly pouting. She takes his keys out his hand and basically storms out the room.

We look at each other and burst out laughing again, falling down on the bed simultaneously. "And I thought my mom was crazy."

"My mom's not crazy." I respond, hitting his shoulder.

"You gon stop hitting me." He demands, putting his serious face on.

"What you gon do?" I taunt, looking over at him.

Before I know it his hands are on both sides of my waist and he's tickling me like he did at the studio. "What I'm gon do?" He asks but I'm to busy trying wiggle out of his grasp. "Stopppp." I beg between breathes, trying to push his hands away from my waist.

"Say please." He demands with a mischievous glint on his eyes. "No say please, big daddy." He chuckles and at this point I don't care.

"Pleaseeeeeeeeee stop." I beg, nit wanting to cave in just yet. He smirks and raises a eyebrow at me before going back to tickling me.

"Please. Stop. Big daddy." I give in and he instantly stops, plopping down beside me.

"I love it when you call me big poppa." He sings, quoting biggie.

I glare over at him, turning sideways and catching my breath.

"Shut up."

"Oh you want me to tickle you again you said?" He threatens, getting up from his spot.

"No Ray you win." I declare covering my sides.

"Oh ok. Now where's this shower and clothes you promised me?" He asks.

"Check in that drawer, the showers next door." I point closing my eyes and relaxing on the bed.

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The opening door sound let's me know he's back and I open my eyes and sit up on the bed.

He was just wearing some gym shorts, chest still damp from water and I felt my face heating up at that sight. "The shirt didn't fit." He explains.

I turn on the TV and turn to Friday, which is one of my favorite movies by the way.

"Oh I love Friday, scoot over."

He jumps on the bed and I almost said something but remembered that this was Ray and I was liable to be tickled to death.

Random ending but I really wanted to update plus it gives me more ideas for the next chapter.

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