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lil bruh

come to Memphis!

nice fit

being cuffed makes jg dress better... noted

thank GOD

n's balcony looks nice 🤣

overrated

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Jalen asked.

"History." Noelani replies wryly.

Jalen was sitting on her bed, his gaze casted firmly on the tv that he set his PlayStation up to.

He was shirtless, due to how warm it was in her room, with his basketball number chain and in a pair of black and white graphic joggers.

Next to him on top of the covers, was Cinnamon who was laying her head on his knees.

Noelani was on the couch below her bay window, her focus on the pages of homework that was due in a couple of days.

Location by Khalid was playing at a medium volume in the background and Noelani was humming along.

The LED light strips that were glued around the corners of her ceiling were lit up a pastel blue.

"Damn! What the fuck?" Jalen stood and threw the controller on the bed, nearly missing Cinnamon's head by a couple of inches.

She whimpered, jumped down and walked to Noelani.

"If you hurt Cin', I'm killing you." Noelani said, rubbing Cinnamon's neck for comfort.

Jalen kissed his teeth at her remark, "Where's the other one?"

"My dad took her to the vet." Noelani returned her eyes to the open binder below her.

"Baby, I'm bored. Entertain me!" Jalen flopped back onto the bed, back first.

Noelani looked over to him, "How?"

Jalen immediately smirked, lifting his head to stare back, "I can think of a few wa-."

"Shut up." Noelani rolled her eyes, zipping up her hoodie and sweeping her long brown hair behind her body.

Jalen chuckled before dropping his head back on the heart patterned comforter, "Can you at least do that shit over here? You're so far away, why you so far away?"

"No. You don't know how to keep your hands to ya self."

"How can I when you look like that all the time?"

Jalen could see Noelani's cheeks heat up even from across the room.

"Come on," Jalen dragged out the last word with a grin at her.

Noelani let out a slight huff but got up, her orange binder in hand, and sat on the edge of the bed.

Jalen immediately rested his head on her bare thigh, and she worked her hand into his curls, her nails lightly scratching his scalp.

Reaching a hand over, Jalen began to play with the drawstring on her denim cotton shorts, wrapping the material around his index finger.

"Uh, what are you doing kid?" Noelani asked.

"I told you I was bored." Jalen muttered, "When's that due?"

"Wednesday."

Jalen shoved the binder and pen to the floor, "Lay back for me, baby."

Noelani raised an eyebrow, "Why? You bout to eat the box?"

"Shut up," With a laugh Jalen gently nudged Noelani's shoulders to encourage her to lay down.

Jalen hovered over her and began to press kisses to the side of her neck, the sound of her subdued moans encouraging him to continue.

He moved down her neck, unzipping her red hoodie for her and moving the black tank top strap out of the way.

"Don't leave hickeys there," Noelani breathed as she ran her hands over Jalen's bare abdomen.

"Shut up," Jalen repeated, reaching his hand out to grab the LED light remote on the other side of the bed.

She sat up to hurriedly straddle Jalen.

"You know what them red lights mean right?" Jalen asked as he switched the color from blue to red.

Noelani smirked, slowly taking off the hoodie and carelessly tossing it onto the floor, "I'm about to show you how much I know. The door's locked right?"

The chatter in the locker room before practice was deafening.

Jalen slipped off his shirt then unrolled a clean basketball jersey from his locker.

"Are those hickeys?" Frank asked as he swept his eyes over the sprinkle of hickeys right under Jalen's collarbone and across most of his upper chest.

"Come on, nimrod." Jordan cut in, rolling his eyes.

Jalen snickered as he pulled on the jersey, covering up the purple marks.

"That's all from Noel?" Jordan continued.

"Yeah. Lani, that's my babygirl right there." Jalen smiled, "That girl my other half."

"Y'all had sex?"

"Nah." Jalen lied.

"At least we know why Jack's been avoiding you." Frank snickered.

Jalen furrowed his brows, "He has? Why?"

"'Cause he owes you money." Jordan sat on the bench below the lockers and scrolled through his phone.

"He does?" Jalen asked, turning around.

"The bet? Remember?" Frank pressed.

Jalen gave Frank a confused look.

"The bet you made with Jack? That you couldn't get Noel before homecoming? You obviously won but Jack was capping, now he's being pussy." Jordan laughed.

Jalen's stomach flipped as Jordan and Frank continued to laugh and converse.

He had completely forgotten about the bet.

He had grown real feelings for Noelani in spite of himself and now Jalen had some decisions to make.

Tell her and risk her walking out?

Or keep his secret and let his guilt eat him from the inside out?

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