'Should I call first? I can't decide

I want to, but a bitch got pride

The switchin up shit is what I can't fuck with

I'm feelin you but you hard to get in touch with

And you ain't hit me up in a while

Actin like you don't know what number to dial'

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Zoning my professor out I stare down at my phone hoping to see her name flash across the screen with atleast a text.

It's been a week now and at this point I'm wondering did she delete my number out her phone.

I had never been this desperate to hear from somebody in my life but I wanted to hear her voice so bad.

"Yo onika, the lecture is over" A hand touches my shoulder and I jump in surprise.

"Oh, thank you quavious" I politely smile gathering my things before we walk out the lecture side by side.

"You look like you had a lot on your mind back there" He says as we walk through the building.

"Yea, I'm fine though" I shrug.

"Was that your last class for today?" He asks and I internally sigh.

Quavious had been pursuing me since our freshman year at this school but I always softly put him down because he really was a sweet boy, he just wasn't what I was looking for.

"Yea that was my last class" I nod as we approach the elevators.

"Well I was wondering if you maybe wanted to do lunch?" I could tell he was nervous, he looked adorable.

"Yea sure" I smile. I mean why not, cardi obviously wasn't going to get in touch with me any time soon.

I continued my hour long stare down with the I phone X, contemplating on if I should pick it up or not.

I wanted to call her so bad cause as much as I didn't want to admit it, I missed her.

My pride was way too big for my own good cause that was the only thing stopping me from picking up this phone.

Sighing I plant my face in my hands taking a deep breath.

"Fuck it" I mumble picking up the phone and just calling her.

It rung twice before she declined it.

"That was expected" I softly chuckle calling again.

This time she picks up on the third ring.

"What do you want cardi?!" She whisper shouts.

"Why the fuck you whispering?" I question confused.

"Because I-"

"Nic you good?" Some nigga in her background cuts her off.

"You really with a nigga right now and you answered ya phone? I'm on my way to ya house and if you not there in 15 minutes I swear to god" I chuckle hanging up the phone.

Walking in my closet I quickly throw on a pair of sweats, a hoodie, and my gucci bow slides before walking in the kitchen swiping my keys off the counter.

This girl had me fucked up.

"Quavious this was nice and everything but I have to get home" I tell him with a warm smile and he nods understanding.

"That's fine, maybe we can do this again someday" He smiles hopefully.

"Maybe" I smile gathering my things before walking out the small cafe and rushing over to my car.

I toss my things in the passenger seat and quickly sit in the driver's starting up the car.

I only had 12 minutes left and it wasn't no telling how close she was already.

I sped down the busy streets of new York breaking a few traffic laws on the way home.

Pulling up I sigh seeing her car already parked and her sitting on top of my stoop looking directly at me.

I park behind her bentley in front of my brownstone gathering my things before stepping out the car.

Shutting the door I made my way up the brownstone steps with her watching my every move.

Taking my keys out my purse I hear her lowly chuckle moving behind me.

"Did you enjoy ya lil date?" She chuckles as we walk in the building going over to my door and I stick the key in unlocking it.

"Fuck you" I grit opening the door. She wasn't about to make me seem like the bad guy when she's the one that's been ignoring me not the other way around.

"I miss you too" She laughs shutting the door behind us.

I walk through the living room and down the hall into my room with her hot on my heels.

"Did you atleast bring some food back? A bitch could eat" She smiles plopping down on the edge of the bed and I fold my arms over my chest glaring at her.

"So you done ignoring me now or something? You can't keep just hopping in and out of my life like a deadbeat father belcalis" I tell her seriously.

"I'm not, I'm a libra I value my personal space. I like to be alone sometimes" She shrugs and I roll my eyes.

"Bullshit, you know cyn was right. You're scared" I say and she looks at me confused.

"Cyn? Cyn don't even know me s-"

"Yea but erica does" I say cutting her off.

"Damn erica out here pillow talking, stupid bitch" She laughs making me more irritated, it's like nothing you say affects her.

"If all you gone do is laugh in my face you can leave"

"Chill" She laughs, again.

"I guess cyn ain't all kap, I am scared a little bit. My last relationship was toxic and fucked me up bad mentally, I don't like getting close to people and we was just vibin too hard too fast for me" She confesses with a shrug.

"So now what?"

"I've come to terms with me actually feeling you or whateva so I guess I'm coo with us vibin like how we be vibin" She smiles but I kept the stone look on my face.

"That's not enough, you ignored me for a week straight with no explanation and now you think you can just c-" Her soft lips smashing against my own cut off my mini rant.

She expertly deepens the kiss and my eyes flutter closed as I involuntarily moan at how good she was with her tongue.

After a few seconds she pulls back pecking my lips.

"No more dates with other niggas" She says and I nod, eyes still closed under her spell.

"No more dates with other niggas" I reiterate in a whisper.