A Kailani and Iyan love story before they got their happily ever after.
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Kailani | April 2016

"Kailani and Iyan." I groaned and looked at Alyssa than mean mugged Ms.Noel.

She know damn well I don't like this light motherfucker.

"We have thirty minutes left of class, I printed out a questionnaire that you are to fill out. You can go any where to leave this class but be back before the bell ring."

This bitch about to meet me in the parking lot, she actually want me to be alone with this ass hole?

I looked at Olivia and frowned, I knew she was going through it harder. I mean she is the main reason we hate them.

"Are you okay babe?" Alyssa asked squatting by her desk.

"You know how much I hate him Lysa!" she said with her head on her desk.

"I know but didn't you date for almost two months? You learned stuff about him so therefore you wouldn't have to spend much time with him." She suggested trying to make her feel better. She looked up with a smirk. When ever Liv smirked nothing good happened.

"Oh God! What did-" I started to say until I saw Iyan, Mason and Jayceon walk our way. We stopped talking and Alyssa stood up waiting for one of them to speak.

"I need to ask you these questions so y'all done or nah?" Iyan asked facing me, I rolled my eyes. Rude ass nigga couldn't say excuse me?

"Yeah." I grabbed my wallet since these theiving ass kids love stealing and claiming shit that's obviously not theirs.

"You good? You seem mad?" He asked once we made it to the stairwell. I just stared at him than shook my head.

"First question. Where do you see yourself in ten years?"

"Whatever God has in plan."

"What does that mean?"

"Just how it sounds, I can't tell you how my future going to go because 9/10 dreams are meant to be slept on." I looked at him with my eyebrows knitted together.

"That was actually a smart ass answer." I was impressed.

"I'm not just looks, I gotta good head on my shoulder shorty."

"Not a lot of niggas think like you tho."

"Exactly my point, imma new breed. They don't make em like me no more."

"You corny." I laughed.

"What about you? What you wanna be? Chris Brown or August Alsina baby mother? Trapping a rich nigga to pay for your weave and get out the hood?"

To slap the shit out of this nigga or to not slap the shit out of this nigga?

"Yo what the fuck?" He yelled. To slap the shit out this dumb ass nigga.

"What you said was disrespectful as hell and you lucky all I do was smack you. Fuck you mean?" Just when I was actually thinking this nigga was decent.

"I mean that's how bitches think, they'll rather have a nigga with money than to actually have something going on for theirselves."

"Exactly bitches, imma grown ass woman that's going to make sure I get everything I ever wanted and to answer your question, no I want to be a makeup artist."

"I don't understand why females wear that shit, you beautiful as hell just like this, natural. fuck you need allat shit for?"

"Some people use makeup to highlight their features, not to exactly look different or better but just to get certain things right."

"I guess I understand. Next question, share you opinion on me."

"I don't like you."

"You don't know me." He said.

"I know of you and how you do females. It's sad how you and your friends fuck over girls. Especially the good girls."

"How they do girls."

"What?"

"I don't treat girls like that simply because it's too much. Too many feelings involved, too many lies, too much money spent on trying to please a bitch."

"So what you saying are that these girls know what their getting themselves in?"

"Basically. Females know I'm not that lover boy type shit, I don't love these bitches. It's against my blood to love a female."

"So what you sucking dick?" I laughed.

"Coolout with that gay shit shawty." I rolled my eyes than snatched the paper from him.

"Admit something you're afraid of."

"Wait how you just gon skip over my question, I didn't answer how I feel about you."

"I don't care to find out."

"But as a grade imma tell you anyway."

"As you wish."

"I feel like you're a challenge, like you want to be loved but that nigga gotta tear down a ton of walls to get to you."

"Nigga you don't know me, I don't want to loved at all. I'm single and mingling"

"You."

"Me?"

"You said admit something you're afraid of. You."

"Fuck you scared of me for? Saying that like I'm a bully or some shit." I laughed and so did he.

"Not like that, I feel like this not the last conversation we having like my life bout to change."

"You too smooth for your damn self."

"Really? Je pourrais facilement baiser la merde hors de vous." He licked his lips and smiled.

(I could smoothly fuck the shit out of you)

I had to cross my legs and look away from him, my female area was getting a little too happy. This nigga speak French.

"What did you say?" I asked after I got myself together.

"I said thank you, I appreciate it." He smirked.

"You're welcome." I smiled.

"I think our thirty minutes up, let's go back to class" He reached for my hand and I helped myself up.

"I'm good."

"Why you trying so hard to not like me? Just let yourself fall."

"You just said it yourself, you're not the cuffing type. You won't catch me if I fall."

"It's always that one person made for somebody. Maybe you're mine and I'm yours."

"Nah I'm Kai's. Kai don't need Iyan, Kai doesn't like Iyan, Kai will never love Iyan, Kai doesn't even wanna look your way twice. Be like Kai." I smiled.

"Nah whoever giving you advice from now on tell them to fuck off. I'm marking it, you mine now."

"Boy you got life all the way fucked up, I'm not your property nigga."

"But you are."

"But I'm not."

"You are."

"I'm not."

"Kailani."

"Iyan."

"Why you playing with me?"

"Why you tryna get slapped by me?"

"You gotta smart mouth, I fuck with girls like you."

"And I fuck with boys who dick could pass their navel, guess that's not you." I shrugged.

"Talk is cheap, I'll have you bent over my dresser while pulling your hair as you yell my name. Just watch."

"I'll be watching with a birds eye view because that will NEVER happen."

"We'll see but quick question."

"What?"

"I lost my number, can I have yours?" I looked at him and we both started laughing.

"Really?" I asked still laughing when we walked in the class. As soon as we went in there I saw Olivia teary eyed and as soon as the bell rung she wasted no time dashing out the door.

"What you do to her? When you gon get tired of being a dick to her?" I said going to get mine and Olivia stuff.

Alyssa said a few more words to him but I didn't really care, I just needed to find my baby girl.

I was tooken out my thoughts by Alyssa hand coming to Mason cheek, that's my best friend, that's my best friend.

"What you gon hit me?" Alyssa said watching JC and em hold Mace back. I wish a motherfucker would.

"C'mon crouching tiger." I laughed grabbing her hand.

Olivia is forgiving, Olivia is naive, Olivia doesn't know to use her fist, Olivia fell for a fuckboy. Don't be Olivia.

This why I'll never give Iyan the time of the day, I won't be Olivia.
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Welp this is the beginning of it all, welcome to the love story of Iyan and Kai.

I will skip time between chapters.

Mind you this is a short story no more than 15 chapters, maybe 10.

Aw the Antidote days, don't you feel old? 😩😭😭😭

But excuse any mistakes y'all😇