Time Can Only Tell

Chapter 20

Arianna

I couldn’t stop the tears from streaming down my cheeks as I got off the shuttle stop in front of Tristan’s apartment building. The more I tried to not think about what just happened back at the club the more their words rung loud in clear in my head. The sad thing about it is that part of me believes them. Of course I don’t wanna believe what that Tristan cheated on me and all of what else I’ve heard but what I’ve been through and saw all around me makes it’s hard to trust and hold on to the good in someone. When you’re used to having people talk down to you and talk about you, no matter how hard you try a little piece of you always questions if what they’re saying about you is true. That was the story of my life back home. Being the little sister of one of the most popular girls in our school and the little cousin of the two of the jocks of our school you get targeted just because you aren’t what they expect you to be. I was expected to be cheerleader just like my sister who everyone likes and who enjoys spending my Friday nights partying with the rest of the popular crowd. Yet that’s nowhere near who I am. I like to stay to myself but I’m not rude so if you talk to me I will talk to you. I prefer to write my own papers and instead of paying a straight a student to do it for me no matter how hard it is just because of the principle and my Friday nights back at home normally consisted of staying home, studying or watch old 90s movies. Of course Adrianna, Cam, and Justin never judged me for being who I was and if I even mentioned that someone said something out of line to me someone was paying the consequences. They loved me for who I was and I loved them back. We were our own little family since the parents we had weren’t exactly interested in playing their roles. I thought that moving away would help me get over all the insecurities I have and help me change but it seems that moving did nothing but change my location and place me in a new group of back stabbers and liars.

I slowly made my way to the third floor of building and to the door of Tristan’s apartment. I didn’t even attempt to knock on the door I just walked. I saw Tristan on the couch playing madden. By the time I made it up to his floor I had taken off my booties and was now just walking in my socks, so I stood before him wearing a no show sheer black socks, my dress and tear stained cheeks. He took in my appearance approached me with concern written all over his face

“What’s wrong, baby girl?” He started to wipe the tears away from my face and I tilted my head up and looked at him in the eyes.

“Tristan, where were you last night?’ I questioned never breaking eye contact with him. I need to know if he’s lying to me or not.

“Hold up what happened back at the club that has you questioning me?” he looked taken back and a flash of hurt appeared in his eyes

“Can you just my answer?” I asked again getting irritated and plopped down on the couch with my head in my hands.

“Nah but you can answer mines. I wanna know whatever and whoever got you coming in here questioning me over dumb shit.” He snapped

“I don’t wanna argue with you Tristan. Just tell me the truth.”

“I guess we arguing then cause you ain’t getting nothing outta me until you tell me what’s up? Before you left for the club you were happy, smiling and blushing at me. Now all of sudden you crying and angry. Just tell me what’s good.”

“You so f*****g stubborn. Is the really truth too much to ask for?” I snapped

“Chill Arianna “

“Nah you chill. All I ask for you to do is be honest with me and you can’t even do that. I guess what I heard about you is true. The least you could’ve done was be real with me and let me know wassup.” I got up and headed for the door but he caught me before I could grab the door knob.

“Nah, ma. You don’t get to pop s**t and storm off like that. You wanna believe s**t you hear in the streets then deal with the f*****g consequences. Wanna get mad over some s**t you heard and come in here like some terrible ass nigga who does you dirty.” He had me pinned against him with his arms wrapped around my waist and my feet off the ground

“Now have I ever lied to you?” he asked not letting me go and looking in my eyes.

“No” I said lowly

“Have I ever hurt you in any way, shape, or form?”

“No” I said looking down no longer being able to hold my graze at him.

“Look at me baby” he sat us down on the corner of the couch and tilted my chin up so I could look at his face.

“You know Ion like when you looking down you too beautiful for that.” He began wiping my tears again.

“Why would you believe anything you heard when you know you got me?” he simply said

“Tristan it’s that I heard some girls talking about how I wasn’t good enough for you. Eventually you’re going to dump me and I heard that you and that cheerleader chick Alicia were together hooking up last night.” I felt was dumb and native saying that out loud.

“Did you say Alicia? How do you even know her?” he asked with curiosity.

“I met her a while back when she asked for some notes of mine. That’s who invited me to the club tonight.” I answered

“Man, why you ain’t tell me that from jump? That girl is nothing but trouble and a groupie. I cut her off a long time ago. Before I even knew you. Why you believe her? You don’t trust me now?” He sucked his teeth

“I do trust you but I don’t ever want to be so blindly in love with you that I will believe anything you say. I know what that kind of relationship looks like and I don’t EVER want that. I just don’t wanna become my mo...” I couldn’t even finish my sentence. I broke down crying into Tristan’s shoulder. Every time I think about my parents’ relationship I get like this. I watched as my mother ignored everything my father does wrongly. The mistresses, the disrespect he shows her, the kids outside of their marriage. She ignores it all when it’s directly in her face.

“You don’t wanna be like who?” Tristan asked.

“My mother. I’ve seen what a broken relationship looks like and I’ve seen with what being completely and blindly in love with someone who doesn’t share those same feelings for you. Did you know that I have two little brothers by two different women? That my mother knows about. That even when my father’s mistresses call our house and tell her about what her husband does for them she still ignores it. She stays there right by his side like he’s the perfect husband that does no wrong. I swear she’s so busy trying to please him that she forgets all about the fact that her children needed her too. You know she has called me once since I’ve been here. Once? And that was just to make sure that attended my father’s stupid ass award banquet to make him look good with his picture perfect family beside him. He’s all she cares about and I had to grow up and watch her go through that and I swore to myself that would never be me. I can’t allow myself to build you up like you can do no wrong. I love you Tristan I do but you are human.” I’ve had that bottled up inside of me for so long it all just spilled out. It felt good to get it off my chest though.

“Arianna I would never intentionally hurt you. I promised you that and I mean it. My word is my bond. I love you and I swear I would never put you through that. If you must know I did used to f**k with her a long time ago. She never meant anything to me. She was just a girl. She sees dollar signs when she sees me and when I see her I see gold digger.” He laughed “I haven’t talked to her in so long baby. Anything you heard about me and her is a lie. Last night I was here thinking about you because you wasn’t beside me. I have no feelings and dealings with any other girl but you. You got my heart. These chicks tryna to get at me don’t even have a chance. I love you and not them” The whole time he spoke he was looking directly into my eyes. I knew he was being completely sincere and honest.

“Sorry for putting you through this. I know I just throw a lot on you and I probably should have handled this situation better. I should’ve trusted that you would never do something like that. I’m a little too paranoid when it comes to lying and cheating, I should trust you more.”

“Don’t apologize for speaking your truth. Your parents’ marriage isn’t our relationship. You right you should trust me more but I appreciate you talking to me about this and your insecurities because we gone fix them together. I told you we in this together and whatever life throws at us. I got you. ” I swear I don’t deserve such an amazing man.

“I love you Arianna, always remember that.” He leaned down and kissed me.

“I love you too Tristan.” I broke away only to have him kiss me again and more deeply.

I moved from just sitting on his lap to straddling him. He took his hands from around my waist and grabbed my ass from under my dress. He moved his kisses down to neck and began sucking on my spot. I know from hard he was sucking and biting down that there was going to be a hickey there in the morning. He pulled me closer if that was even possible. We were pelvis to pelvis nothing could get in-between us. He traced his kisses back up to lips and our tongues fought for dominance and of course he won. Long gone were the sweet and cute kisses and now they were replaced by kisses filled with passion. Involuntarily my hips grinded into his and I moaned into his mouth with received a groan from him. He began rolling up my dress and when he reached my neck with it he pulled back to throw the dress over my head. Yet he quickly continued our kiss. I could feel him get excited through his ballers which caused another moan to slip from my mouth. I felt around until I found the hem of his shirt and broke our kiss to pull it over his head. He instantly began to trace my collarbone with kisses, moving down slowly until he got to the space between my breasts. He slowly licked and I swear I lost it and I pulled away a bit. He just smirked at me and said “Don’t run” What have I gotten into?

He reached around for my bra hook but before he hooked it he looked up at me as though he was asking permission. I nodded and he unhooked my bra and let it fall from my chest. He just stared at my breasts with lust all in his eyes. I began to feel self-conscious and went to fold my arms across my chest but he stopped me and softly cradled them before he took a n****e in his mouth while rubbing the other. I tried the control the moans from coming out but I was failing miserably.

“Stop holding back I wanna hear you” he stood up with my legs wrapped tightly around his waist and walked us into his bedroom. He layed me on the bed and pushed my legs apart with his knees before he positioned his self between them. He then continued his assault on kisses and love bites all over my torso and chest and down towards my lower stomach and back up to my lips. He was killing me with his kissing and sucking but I wanted more and needed more.

I reached for the shorts and began to pull them down and he stopped me again.

“You sure?” he asked me. I know he wants to yet even though I’m practically showing every sign that I wanna give it up he’s asking me which only made me want him more.

“Yes, I’m sure.” I kissed him deeply and continued in pulling his shorts down. I lay back down and he started nibbling along my panty line. He slowly began to slide my panties line with his teeth never breaking eye contact with me. He got to the apex of my thighs and spread my legs and he went down to kiss, blow, and nibble on her.

“Tristan...” I squirmed away to only have him pull me to him continuing what he started. All I could do was squirm, fist the sheets in my hands and moan.

“So sweet” he rose up and removed his boxers and reached over to his nightstand to get a condom.

He positioned himself on top of me and I looked down at his package and gasped. How is all of that going to fit? I thought to myself, but my face must have told on me.

“Imma be gentle, if you want me to stop, say so.” He locked his eyes on me as he slowly entered inside of me.

I whimpered and fought back tears as he entered me completely. He still in me to allow me to get used to his size before pulled back out almost completely and then plunging back in. He began to thrust into me slowly and eventually when the pain turned into pleasure and my whimpers turned into moans he sped up. His strokes got deeper and rougher. I dug my nails into his back scratching him up. Involuntarily my legs wrapped tighter around his waist.

“f**k, you feel so good bae.” He moved faster and deeper as I arched my back. I felt like I was about to combust.

“Tristannnnn” I screamed out as I felt my insides tighten around his shaft.

“Let it go ma. “He smirked and I did just as I was told as he continued stroking in and back of me. I hadn’t come down from my climax fully when he lifted up my legs on his shoulder and dug deeper if that was possible.

“ummm” I mumbled out. I can’t even from a sentence right now

“Is it mine?” he asked pounded

“ummm”

“I wanna hear you Arianna. Is it mine?” he stopped abruptly and smirked down at me

“No, don’t stop. It’s yours baby. It’s all yours baby.” I moaned out as he continued. A couple more strokes and I felt that familiar feeling again in the pit of my stomach. I didn’t try to hold back this time as we both climaxed together.

He removed his body from on top of me, went to dispose of the condom and came back with a warm rag and became wiping me and his self down.

“Thank you”

“We good, baby.” He pecked my lips got up and went to grab one of his tee shirts. He walked back over placed it over on my body and we snuggled up with head on his chest.

“Tristan?” I called

“Yea?”

“I love you”

“I know baby. I love you too.” He kissed my forehead and we drifted off to sleep.

Tristan

As the sun was brightly shining through the cracks in my curtains, I woke up from probably the best sleep I had in a long ass time. I looked down at a sleeping Arianna, her head still on my chest with my arms wrapped around her securely. I can honestly say I genuinely love her and no other woman can make me feel this way. It hasn’t even set in fully that last night in the same bed we’re lying in that she gave herself completely to me emotionally and physically. The confessions she gave me last night about her parents surprised me, I never knew she felt that way or was going through that. I can’t even imagine how it would feel growing up feeling like the only thing my mother cared about was my dad when all he does is show her disrespect and cheat on her. I was low-key pissed when she said that her mother only called her once since she’s been away. Your daughter moved halfway across the country and you can’t even call to see how she’s doing or how she’s feeling? Smfh. It’s obvious that her trusting me is hard on her when all she’s seen in her life is a dysfunctional one-sided relationship, Imma make it my mission to show her how a real man supposed to treat his lady though. I said I got her… us and I meant that.

I felt her move around a little and that snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked at her as she was opening her eyes slowly trying to adjust to the light.

“Good Morning, baby” I kissed her forehead and began playing in her hair.

“It’s too early for you to be this happy.” She groaned and snuggled closer to my chest

“It’s like 10 o’clock”

“So, the morning is whenever I wake up it can be 3 in the afternoon and I still won’t like getting up.”

“Would breakfast make you feel better?” I asked. Yeah I was going to cook breakfast for my baby, she gave me something last night I can never repay her for at least I can do is make breakfast.

“You gone cook?” I nodded.

“Alright, let’s go then Shawty. Chop Chop, get to cooking boo!” she said as she tried to jump out the bed but failed miserably then hit the floor.

“The f**k? Tristan why my legs feel funny and my hot pocket sore?” she said from the floor making no attempt to get up. I looked over the bed down at her and began laughing. She was sitting down there on my ass. Her hair had fallen over my eyes and her lips were pouted.

“Stop laughing at me.” She threw a pillow at me.

“I’m sorry, dang. You can’t lie though that was funny.” I said in-between laughs

“Asshole” I picked her up off the floor and sat her back on the bed.

“You gone feel like this for a minute. Your body adjusting that’s it. Side effects to unleashing the beast.” I laughed.

“Go take a hot shower and it should take care of the soreness as for your legs feeling funny by tomorrow you should feel fine. Besides we just getting started booh, last night that was warm ups Ion wanna put too much on you. Next time though, Imma really gone blow your mind” I said picking her up and walking her into the bathroom.

“Who said it’s gone be a next time? Maybe I didn’t like it.” she smirked as I sat her on the sink.

“s**t I know that’s a lie by the way you were screaming my name and by all the scratches you done gave me. You were like Oh, Tristan! Don’t stop baby. It’s yours baby!” I said intimidating her voice then laughing.

“Stop laughing at me nigga. Get out so I can shower.” She said after she muffed me.

“Man I just seen you completely naked last night. I done seen everything baby no need to hide.” I smacked my teeth playfully moving between her legs.

“But that was.” She about to reply with some excuse and I wasn’t having that.

“No buts that insecurity s**t went out the window last night. You and your body beautiful in my eyes and that’s all that matters. Ion wanna hear you doubting that or yourself no more. You are gorgeous. Got it Shawty? ” I said with my thumb lightly caressed her cheek as she blushed.

“Yeah, I got it Shawty” she grinned.

“Good, now give daddy kiss. So he can go whip you up some breakfast.” She pecked lips and I went on into the kitchen.

I decided that I going to make cheese eggs, bacon, and sausage. I had finished just about everything when Arianna came into the kitchen. She had on some of the clothes she just leaves over here in case she spins the night; her hair was up in a bun.

“So Shawty you gone finish up cooking or nah?” she giggled and got up on the counter. She thinks she’s funny.

“You tryna roast huh? You don’t hear calling you valley girl why you wanna do me?”

“You can’t call me that cause I’m not from the valley or LA period. I’m from San Diego.”

“Same thing” I shrugged as she shot me a glare.

“You know you look sexy as hell mad? Stop mugging me before I take you right on that counter.” I smirked as the last piece of bacon finished cooking and I started fixing our places.

“It’s too early for you to be thinking so naughty, Papi “she winked at me and went to sit at the table.

As I placed our food down she went to drink us something to drink and I sat down to wait on her.

“Come here” I said to her and patted my thigh motioning for her to sat there.

“Why you always want me to sit on your lap.” She said sitting on me.

“Cause I love you and I want you near.” I kissed her. She pulled away slightly tugging at my bottom lip looking down at me. s**t, Ion why she wanna play she knows I love that s**t.

“Bae, we gone eat or what?” she started placing small kisses on my neck and chest.

“Arianna”

“Hmm?” she mumbled and went to straddle me.

“Stop before I really take you down. Ain’t no more of that playing s**t I got my little taste last night and nigga addicted already. I’m trying to let you rest. That teasing s**t you doing gone get hot pocket ate for breakfast” I licked my lips seductively and smiling at her.

“I just wanted to see what you was gone do, besides booh you ain’t bold to get with me in the kitchen” She grinned slyly.

“Oh, I ain’t” I whispered in her ear before rolling my tongue on ear the shell of it. She shuttered in my arms. Putty in my hands, that drives her crazy.

“I won’t, right.” I kissed her on the fresh hickey on her neck from last night. I could tell it was still tender because of the redness of it. I bite down.

“Um” she moaned

“I ain’t brave enough, though.” I began to unbutton her pants and lift up her shirt. She tried to get up after that.

“I told you, ain’t no running.” I gripped her thighs to keep her in place. I looked directly into her eyes. I could tell they were filled with lust just like mine. I done awaken the freak in my baby.

“Tristan” she whimpered out and her hips jerked against mine and her back arched. I could tell her body was deceiving her because that was definitely involuntarily. I started reach my hands into her panties because I wanted to play with her first.

I was just about to slip a finger into her and find her pearl when I heard the door open.

“Ooooo, ya’ll nasty!” I heard Monica loud mouth and both me and Arianna head snapped towards the entrance into the kitchen where she was standing with her hands on her hip and a huge grin plastered on her face. Zaire walked in behind her.

“Ahh my nigga, in my kitchen though?” he said. I looked back to Arianna and her face was flushed with red.

“Tristan?” she said pulling her shirt down.

“Yea?”

“I need you to remove your hands.” She tried to whisper. Damn, a nigga was so in shock that I forgot my hands was in my baby pants.

“Sorry” I removed my hands and buttoned her pants back up.

“Oh My Gosh, Oh My Gosh! Don’t tell me a b***h go on a date for a night and I came back and my bestie ain’t a virgin no mo.” Monica squealed.

“Really Mon?” Arianna looked up at her and moved to sit on the chair next to me.

“Yea, really try to tell me different.” She looked between the both of us. Arianna had on a poker face but s**t a nigga couldn’t hold in my smile. I was happy as hell. I had one of them elementary school pictures smiles on my face, every one of my 32’s were showing.

“HOW YOU GONE TRY AND KEEP THIS FROM ME, TAE?”

“I was going to tell you but I would’ve liked to be alone” she looked around at me and Zaire who was standing up by the counter looking shocked as hell.

“Damn my nigga finally got the cutty. That’s my nigga!” Zaire finally spoke up.

“Can we stop talking about this?” Arianna walked out of the kitchen into the living room.

“Aww, baby it’s natural.” I walked behind her and hold her by the waist. She just looked back at me and frowned. I started tickling her.

“Don’t frowning, ion like that” she let out a series of giggles and I stopped

“Aww, ya’ll so cute.” Monica said

“Since our business got up out? How was ya’ll date?” Arianna asked

“s**t good cause this nigga got some cutty last night.” Zaire said pointing at his self and popping his collar

“Ayee that’s my nigga tho!” I got up and dapped Zaire off.

“Ayee, I said that I’mma ride for my motherfuckin' nigga, most likely I’mma die with my finger on the trigger!” Arianna started rapping out of nowhere.

“I’ve been grindin outside all day with my niggas and I ain’t goin' in unless I’m with my niggas” Monica joined in and got up dancing with Arianna.

“My nigga, my nigga, My nigga, my nigga (My muthafucking niggas!), My nigga, my nigga (My nigga, my nigga),My nigga, my nigga!” they sang dancing up on each other

“Man only ya’ll asses will turn up in a damn living room” Me and Zaire laughed out.

“Ya’ll just hating we the s**t!” Monica walked over to the couch that Zaire had sat on and got on his lap.

“What we gone do today? We ain’t got no classes in s**t or practice!” Zaire spoke out. All classes were out today because Friday is the day homecoming really pops off.

“Coach canceled practice today?” I asked. When tf that happened?

“I got a text this morning. He wants the team to enjoy the events of homecoming today. If you checked ya phone you’ll know.”

“Cool, ion wanna run anyway. But how about we hit that fair out in the country about an hour away. Get outta town for today.” I heard about it and I was planning to take Arianna there right before we left for break but we got time now. Plus, I just wanted to get off campus, like I said before a f*****g hate homecoming week. It puts me in a bad ass place and I need to get away for a minute and this fair with my baby gone get that done.

“Cool with me. “ Zaire said and the girls agreed

And we were off. We decided to just take Zaire’s truck to save gas instead of two vehicles. Me and Zaire were sitting in the front cause Monica and Arianna said they needed to tell each other about their nights in private. Like, we’re like two feet away from ya’ll? If we wanted to know we could listen. Girls I tell ya.

Arianna

“Okay so last night was so amazing, Tae. Zaire was so perf, he took me out to this cut little restaurant in the heart of the downtown. I never even heard of it, but it was so cute. They had us in our little section and the room was lit up by candles. A band was playing girl, a band like a whole band drummer, guitar everything! Then he took me to this beautiful pond off in the out skirts of town, we laid on the hood of the car and watched the stars and talked about everything we could think of. It was just perfect, just like him.” Monica sighed finally finishes telling me about her date with Zaire.

“You forget to mention the part where as he said got the cutty?” I laughed

“Oh you wanna play, huh? Talking about some cutty how about you gone head and spill the beans about our night?” she started hunches the air under the blanket we were talking under.

“Stop! You too much!” I laughed at her.

“Come on, spill1” she stopped and looked at me with pleading eyes.

“Fine, well I have to start off with the beginning. So last night I went to club, Monica invited me and I was like why not she seems cool.”

“I kno” I cut her off.

“Let me finish. I got there I met up with her and her friends, everything was cool until later. I saw Chase he was bugging out, pushing up on me like he doesn’t have a girl. I pushed that off though, I was enjoying myself. Then I went to the restroom and tell me why I hear some girl’s starts talking about me while I’m in the stall. They were saying how I’m not good enough or cute enough to be with Tristan and he’s gone leave me this and the third. How he was just f*****g Alicia last night. Come to find out that it was Alicia’s wack ass friends talking. I’m not gone front like I wasn’t hurt and effected cause I was. I hauled ass out of there before I let a single tear drop though. I went over to the apartment crying and cussing all at him and Tristan shut all that s**t down. He put me in my place and assured me that he wasn’t messing with or feeling any other chick cause I was it for him. I told him about my parents’ marriage and little brothers. Then we made up and making out turned into foreplay and then that turned into me losing my virginity.” I shrugged retelling the events of last night.

“Ayye man when I say ole girl it’s a wrap. Imma beat her ass no questions asked. Lying bobble head ass groupie and if her creepy ass nigga jump in Imma beat his ass too! They messed with the wrong f*****g one! Not my best friend! Hell Nah!” Monica said popping her knuckles with a scowl on her face. Man I love her so much, just when I thought she was gone say I told you so she surprised me.

“I’m already over it, Mon. I don’t like her and probably never will but I know that’s my nigga sitting up in that passenger seat and that’s gone be my nigga scoring touchdowns tomorrow on that field, not hers. The b***h can kick rocks for all I care and thanks for not saying I told you so.” I smiled at her and pinched her cheeks. She hated that but ion care.

“I would never say I told you say. You already know what happened no need for me to rub it in. Aww, baby growing up. She done went and let my brother pop that cheery now she handling s**t like a GROWN WOMAN!” Of course she slapped my hands away before she said all that.

Monica and I busted out singing and dancing to Beyoncé’s Grown Woman. We vibe like that, you know how you can go your whole life and not have anyone understand you, but you meet that one friend that completely gets you. That’s how me and Monica were. Ion know what I would’ve done without her.

“Aye who sing that song?” Zaire said with his eyes still on the road

“Beyoncé. Who else?” I answered

“How about ya’ll let her sing. You two off pitch and s**t, I thought I heard birds crowing.” Tristan said as both he and Zaire laughed.

“f**k both of ya’ll asses.” Monica flipped them off.

“If I recall the correctly from the information ya’ll just tried to whisper to each other, we did that last night.” Zaire smirked looking in the rearview mirror at us.

Now see after that we had nothing to say. We didn’t know they could hear us and if they hear that they heard everything. So we both just took that L and shut our mouths. A couple of minutes in silence later we were pulling into the fair. It was sort of in the middle of nowhere, there were no houses stores of nothing out here, I guess that makes for the best though.

We paid our way in, well the boys paid our way in. Monica and I tried to pay for ourselves but they insisted on paying. They take that southern gentleman thing so seriously. I love it, but a sista can handle and pay for herself sometimes. This is exactly why I slide bills in Tristan wallet and pockets when he’s not looking all the time. Two can play that game.

“Don’t be sliding no money in my pockets later either. You ain’t slick.” Tristan came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist and walking with me.

“You know?” I looked up at him. I guess my secret is out.

“It’s funny you think you can hide s**t from me.” He chuckled and I just giggled at him why I’ve been doing that lately I have no idea.

We walked around a bit before we decided what we wanted to do. We rode some almost every ride out here until it got dark out and then we ate. Now we’re playing some carnival games.

“Hit it baby.” Monica cheered on Zaire as he tried the strongest man contest. Zaire drew the hammer back and hit the s**t out of the machine and the bell dinged indicting that we won. “We have a winner, please step up and collect your prize.” The teller said “Which one you won’t, angel?” Zaire asked Monica

“I want the big teddy bear cause my personal cuddly bear won it for me.” She said pointing to a huge brown teddy bear. I heard Tristan started coughing badly beside me.

“What’s wrong? You okay?” I asked him as he was bent over coughing.

“Uh, yea. I’m just choking off of all the corniness around me.” He started laughing. We have been like this all day, straight snapping on each other. I love we spend time with each other like this; it brings out the goofy side of all of us.

“Hating ass niggas these days, tell ya” Zaire said as he lunged around Monica’s teddy bear. He so funny walking around with it, the nigga was 6’5 around 250 probably one of the biggest niggas out here and he walking around carrying that huge bear. All three of us started laughing as he was walking.

“You funny too, Mon? That’s cold.” Zaire said

“I’m sorry baby.” She went to kiss all over him.

“So Mr. Hill what are you going to win me?” I asked as we stopped at another game.

“It’s Mr. Hill again? This morning it was Papi and Daddy and whatever you want. Watch ya man” He smirked as he handed the teller tickets for the water shooting game. He lined up at the game and the starting bell went off. He was winning for the whole game until at the last minute a little kid ringer went off indicting he won.

“Man how in the fuc- I mean world that happened?” he stopped himself from cursing once he looked down at the little boy. He couldn’t have been any older than 8 or 9.

“I won, you lost that’s how. I schooled you get over it” The boy said to Tristan as he got picked out his prize

“Schooled me? Nah, lil homie. I can’t let you be making me look bad in front of my lady.” He pointed at a snickering me.

“Ooo, she’s pretty.” The boy said

“Thank you, I’m Arianna what’s your name, handsome?” I asked the boy

“Gregory, but you can call me Greg.” He winked. He was the cutest.

“You beat now you pushing up on my girl?’ Tristan asked fake hurt.

“Man, you tired and she need a real man in her life.” He pointed to himself knowingly and smirking.

“Tristan Hill getting played by a 8 year old?” I laughed

“Excuse me, I’m 10 and three quarter and he named isn’t Tristan Hill?”

“Then what’s my name, homie?”

“The only Tristan Hill I know plays for the Jayhawks and...” he trailed off looking shocked at Tristan standing in front of him.

“OMG, you’re Tristan Hill. My favorite football player. Can I get your autograph mister?”

“You beat me? Clowned me? And then tried to take my girl? Hmm let think about it.” Tristan tapped his jaw

“Please!” hearing him pleading just broke my heart. I’m a sucker for little kids and so is Tristan so I knew he was going to give Gregory his autograph he was juts messing with him.

“Gregory Thomas Johnson, what have I told you about wondering off?” a lady who looked to be in her early thirties approached him.

“But Momma”

“No buts, now let’s go, now!” she grabbed his hand started dragging him away

“Excuse me, ma’am?” Tristan ran after the woman.

“Was he bothering you? I’m sorry, sir. He has a smart mouth and I apologize dearly if he was rude to you.” She snapped and glared down on Gregory who only looked down at his feet.

“Umm, no ma’am he wasn’t bothering me. He just wanted my autograph is it okay if I give it to him and take a picture with him?”

“Who are you?”

“I’m sorry about that. I’m Tristan Hill I play football for the University of Kansas and your son recognized me.”

“Oh, he talks nonstop about you and even made me buy him one of your jerseys.” His mother revealed

“Mom...’ he pulled down for her arm

“You got a piece of paper or something you don’t mind being wrote on?”

Tristan ended up signing a couple of things Gregory had with him and he even had Zaire sign them too. They took pictures with him and me and Mon even took at picture with him because he said we were pretty. After that we decided we should leave and heading to back to the truck. I was about to get in when Tristan stopped me by hugging me placing something in front of me. It was small little blue bunny with a pink bow tie.

“Sorry I couldn’t win the big prize.” He kissed my forehead.

“I don’t need the biggest prize, this one means the same amount to me as a bigger would have cause you won it for me.” I simply said gazing into his eyes then taking a moment to admire his face. Those f*****g dimples, that strong jaw line and those lips! We just stand there for a while admiring each other with him holding me.

“I hate to break up this love feast, well nah I really don’t we gotta get back before curfew. Tristan you driving?” Zaire yelled through the window and threw the keys out to Tristan.

“You riding shotgun?” he smirked down at me.

“Always like Bonnie & Clyde, Jay z and Beyoncé.” I kissed him.