Time Can Only Tell

Chapter 7

Arianna

After Monica and I finished left Applebee's; we headed towards Tristan and Zaire's apartment. Yes, these Negros got an apartment yet for some odd ass reason Zaire always has his ass at our dorm. Nigga might as well move in, that little ass dorm room ain’t big enough for three of us.

“Thanks for the ride, Monica” I say opening the door to get out.

“No problem, girl” I close the door and she drives off. She probably is heading somewhere to meet with Zaire.

I head into the apartment building and walk straight in their slow ass elevator. This thing maybe slow but I’ll wait for it cause ain’t no way I’m walking my lazy ass up some three flights of stairs. Ya girl is tired from shopping and right now the itis is kicking my ass. Tristan ass better not be playing around tonight or Imma fall asleep on his ass.

Once I reach his door I walk right in no knock or nothing. His ass knows I’m coming over and what does he expect they never lock this damn door if one of them is here. Someone gone come and murk the both of their stupid asses.

“Hey, Tristan” I say flopping down on his couch right beside him. He was playing what looks like NBA 2k13.

“Dang, you always just walking into my crib. One day I’m gone forget that it’s only one walking through and steal off on ya little ass.”

“I ain’t scared nigga, I told ya ass I got hands. Don’t let my size fool you and here. Maybe you should lock the door and I wouldn’t just walk in.” I laugh and hand him the pasta I got him from Applebee’s.

“Yes, a nigga was starving and all we got is some stale ass noodles in the cabinet.” He says getting up heading to the kitchen to warm up his food.

“Here’s a solution to that problem, go grocery shopping.”

“How about you go for me?” he said smirking sexily

“No, I ain’t ya girl. Get one of ya groupies to go. Heck, get them to pay for ya groceries” I shrug off.

“Why you tripping? You just brought me some food, you chilling with me right now, and we like each other. We are practically in a relationship.” He said seriously

“No, we are not. And who said I like yo knuckle head behind?”

“I can tell by your actions” he said softly as he stared at me intensely. Was it that obvious that I liked him? And why he is staring at me like that? It’s making me nervous.

“I don’t like you and I got to go pee” I run to the bathroom

“No, you just running from me. You can’t run from long baby, I see through ya little act.”

He was right I had to get away from him. I was about to melt right before his eyes. What has gotten into him today? He’s different yet the same. He’s making me feel strange talking about we are practically in a relationship. Only in my dreams.

I splash some water on my face and look in the mirror. This is like that day I had to apologize to him. Just go out there and start talking about studying.

I open the door and go back to the living room. He wasn’t there. So, I checked the kitchen, no Tristan to be found.

“Tristan?”

Only place left to check it his bedroom. I only had been in there once when we were studying and with him acting all weird I don’t really want to go in there right now. Despite my hesitance and better judgment, I make my way down the hallway to his bedroom. The door is wide open, so I just walk in looking around.

“Trist.. Oh, s**t” I was cut off by his big ass jumping from behind the door and grabbing my ass throwing me on his shoulder scaring the mess out of me.

“Put me down” I wiggle trying to get out of his arms but having no luck his ass really was strong.

“Nope, you talk way too much s**t. Say sorry”

“Tristan Hill, put me down right phuckin now or”

“Or what? You can’t even get down” he chuckled and starting spinning around. Why he do that? My ass starting getting so dizzy I was seeing stars.

“Stop, put me downnnn” I cry

“Okay” he stops abruptly and drops me on his bed laying on me slightly with that same smirk he gave me in the kitchen

“You scared the s**t on of me I thought I was gonna have a heart attack, jackass.” I swing at his chest but he grabs my wrist before I could hit him.

“That’s what you get for always fronting like you a thug? You scary as f**k” he laughed

“Get up, yo ass ain’t funny.” I try and steal a hit in but he grabs my hand again.

“You gotta be quicker than that, baby. And if you want me to get up than make me” he said raising an eyebrow and licking those sexy yet soft lips. Why did that turned me on, I have no idea. He leaned his body towards mine more just enough where our chests were touching. I could feel his heart beating through his chest. He moved a piece of hair from my face and moved his lips to mine. At first, I just lay there letting him kiss me but then something came over me and I started to kiss back. His tongue flicked across my lips asking for entry into my mouth. I didn’t know what to do so I did the same thing and our tongues collided and begin to twist and lick with each other. Who knew kissing could be this heavenly?

He pulled my right leg up and threw it around his back, feeling and squeezing on my thigh as his hand found my ass gently grabbing it while never breaking our kiss. His body pressed against mine roughly and I could feel his jimmy rising through his ballers (basketball shorts) as it pressed against my pelvic area. He must have been free balling. A little moan escaped my mouth that surprised me. His free hand un-tucked my shirt and went feeling for my bra. He snapped it lose in one movement, I can’t even do that. Damn, this man is gifted. His hand moved around to the front of my chest so he could feel my now bare breasts. He grabbed my right breast molding and grabbing it in his hand pinching my n****e a little. I threw my hands around his neck and threw my other leg around his back; he was full on in between my legs. He then grabbed both of my butt cheeks squeezing them as he did that my hips bucked towards him causing him to groan and moan. I could feel myself getting hotter and heavier. He was just about to unbutton my shorts and slide them down when I realized what we were doing. I un-wrapped my legs from around his back and hopped up frantically. I started pacing trying to get my breathing back under control trying my hardest not to look back at Tristan who is probably thinking I’m a crazy.

“Arianna?” he called. Ignored him.

I could hear him getting up and walking towards me, I should probably run. But it was like my body was frozen and I couldn’t move. He walked behind me and wrapped his arm around my waist, grabbed my chin and gently tilted my head up at him.

“I’m sorry if I over stepped my boundaries.” He said staring intently at me.

“Umm, no it wasn’t you it was me. It’s just that all of this surprising and I can’t go that far.”

He started rocking us side to side. “I understand, all you had to do is just say stop and I would have stopped everything. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“You didn’t. It’s just that? Ummm...” I turned my body facing him but I looked down and said “I’m kind of still a… virgin”

“Really, babe?? That’s all; you have nothing to be ashamed about sweetie.” He kissed my forehead and grabbed my hands. I looked up to see him smiling.

“I just thought that you were going to be”

“Mad? What would I be mad for Arianna? I would have to be a creep or b***h nigga to be mad because my girl has enough respect for herself to hold onto her virginity.”

“Your girl?” I asked with this puzzling look on my face

“Yeah, look” He said sitting down in my desk chair and sitting me on his lap “When I texted you earlier, I told you I had something to ask you. I was going to ask you to be my date for the banquet and see where things could go from there. But, then you show up mugging me and talking junk”

“Okay, where is this going?” I say getting offended

“Let me finish, chill. You show up mugging me and talking junk while looking wearing them little ass shorts looking good as always. You got me all discombobulated and s**t. A nigga just couldn’t hold in his feelings anymore.” He confessed

“So you like me?” I ask pointing in my chest

“Yes, I like you Arianna Taylor. I like yo ass ever since you spazzed on me in the market that day. I couldn’t get you out of my head since then. The way I see it the universe just wanted you to be mine.” He licked his lips. Just when I think his ego had subsided.

“Oh, really Mr. Hill?”

“Yeah, I mean look... You curse me out and then a couple days later I find out you my tutor then you curse me out again. You go to that party, get drunk, almost get thrown into a pool and then along comes ya superman saving ya ass from being drowned and making sure you get home safely. Then you feel bad because all you ever did to me was yell and argue with me so you apologized and here we are. Admit it babe you were going to be mine from the jump?” he smirked

“I can’t say that because the last time I checked you weren’t my man” I picked at my nails. He thinks he’s slick that lil game ain’t gone work on me.

He laughs “Aight Arianna don’t play. We were just on that bed grinding & rubbing on each other and I don’t take you for the kind of girl who just does that with anyone. You are mine” He began kissing my shoulder

I push him away “I don’t recall being asked to be yo girl, so really I don’t know what you talking about.” Yes, I was going to make his ass work. I’m not one of his groupies who fall for anything he says.

“You really making me work for this, huh? Fine, will you be my girl?” He said smiling

“Hmmm… I’ll have to think about that” that smile wiped off his face so quick. He then started tickling me.

“Sto….. Tristannnnn…… stoppppp” I laugh out

“Say you mine” he stopped

“Fine, I’m yours.”