u just had to put lamar slow ass in the story
bump it up
and dont make him as slow as the real lamar
lol shut up my baby aint that slow lol!
before you could answer lloyd came out the store
lloyd: wtf are you doin
y/n: what are you talkin about
lloyd: you out here talkin to some nigga
lamar: say man chill out she wasnt gone give me her number anyways
lloyd: i didnt ask you
lamar: say lil nigga dont get in my face (my husband is a thug lol)
lamar pushed lloyd. he was about to swing on him but you jumped in the way
y/n: thank you but im cool
lamar: iight then stay up lil mama
he walked off and you looked at lloyd
y/n: why you actin like that
lloyd: like what? a boyfriend...maybe cuz i am
y/n: no you the one actin real bitchy take me home
lloyd: no
y/n: ok fine ill call my mama she already dont like you
lloyd: damn go get in the fuckin car
he threw the keys at you. you took them and left in his car. he was still at the mall. when you got home you called a tow truck to come get his car and you went to sleep.
Next day....
you woke up to hear your phone ringin back to back
y/n: hello
lloyd: where is my car
y/n: i had them tow it away so you betta call around and find it
**click**
you hung up in his face and went back to sleep.
2 hours later...
you got up and took a shower. you picked out this to wear to cheer practice
you lotioned up and got dressed. you put your hair in a bun and went downstairs to get somethin to eat
mom: you know lloyd came beatin on the door earlier
y/n: ugh why
mom: he said you stole his car
y/n: i told him where it was
mom: well i cussed him out so he obviously didnt listen to you
y/n: ill call him when i get back
mom: you need to break up wit his ugly ass
y/n: lol ok mama
you kissed her on the cheek and left. at practice yall ran a couple of laps then went over some cheers. you was really tired by the end of practice. you went straight home to see lloyd sittin in your driveway. you walked right by him but he grabbed your hand before you could go in.
y/n: what you want
lloyd: im sorry
y/n: ok good for you now move (if yall havent noticed, you have gotten ghetto and you dont take no mess from anybody)
lloyd: baby please. i think i love you
you stopped and looked at him
y/n: what
lloyd: i said i think i love you
you didnt know what to say
y/n: oh
lloyd: and i know ive been actin stupid lately but its cuz i didnt want to see another nigga all up on you
y/n: you just had to talk to me dont treat me like shit
lloyd: ok baby
he reached out for a hug. you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him.
y/n: come on. get out of this cold air
you let him in the house. yall went and chilled for a lil bit till your mother came home.