ཾ. ·˚ ༘ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 . ➶°⁂🎤
𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 -ˋˏ 𝑗𝑎𝑐𝑘 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑜𝑤 ˎˊ-

ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: Like I Want You — Giveon
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❝ 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎, 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠. ❞

"and i killed it once againnnn," cailyn boasts as she films micaiah's hands, ready to put on her nail shop's instagram story.

"and did! y'all out here staying loyal to y'all nail lady when they don't even do it like this," micaiah eggs on while wavering her fingers to flaunt the nails.

cailyn laughs, shows them off some more then ends the video. she then turns around to re-organise one of the shelves of acrylic nail extensions, polish and powders.

"i have a favour," she blurts out with her back to her.

"anything for you my nubian princess," micaiah jokingly says.

"i just need you to go down to this amazon locker for me. there's a package that got delivered for the shop," she explains. her back was still turned. there's a catch for sure.

"well, my car's getting fixed up remember? so who's gon' take me?"

slowly, cailyn turns around. there was this unspoken answer and micaiah quickly stands up. there was no way.

"oh god no."

"it'll only take like twenty minutes!" cailyn pleads, rushing over to her bestfriend, who was actually grabbing her bag to get the fuck out of the shop before he turns up.

"twenty minutes of hell, you might as well add on. i'on wanna talk to that nigga and you know that."

"you'on even tell me why you mad wit' someone, you just say it. that's why i just assumed it'd be fine," she argues which makes micaiah pull a face that looked scarily similar to that meme of nick young. "i literally talk about how i hate him on a daily basis."

"no no no," she repeats the word a bunch of times, holding her finger up, "you say you can't stand him. but somehow you'on mind being 'round him everyday. plus you be laughing at his jokes like we front row at dave chapelle. that's how i know it's not that bad."

micaiah kept quiet, knowing she was right. "well that... whatever it was is gone. for sure." she sits up ontop of a desk, sighing in defeat. cailyn puts down her stuff so she could fully be focused on what she was saying.

"we had an argument and i was supposed to be really mad at him but... instead i- well basically he—"

"he...?" she waves her hands, signalling she should just blurt it out. "c'mon, stop beating around the bush and just tell me."

micaiah drops her head down low before mumbling, "he made my pussy drop."

"okay a little louder than that," cailyn huffs, "i can hardly hear you." micaiah looks up at her bestfriend with an embarrassed look on her face. "he made my pussy drop, okay?"

cailyn couldn't help it. if there was water in her mouth, it would've spat out everywhere from how hard she laughed. let's say there were aliens on mars. they could definitely hear her.

and she wouldn't stop laughing for atleast five minutes. she knew she couldn't enjoy this moment alone. so she facetimed amala.

the little accepted sound was heard and the first thing she saw was her sitting in a chair getting her makeup done. "the fuck you want? i'm getting pampered," she says through the phone.

"jack made mica's pussy drop!" cailyn exclaims before laughing again. it wasn't long before you could hear amala's laugh too. "and she told me she just found him funny. put her on camera, put her on."

micaiah's head was still hung low, not wanting to face this absolute slander from her friends. "look atchu. head hung low. in shame. welp, next time i see you just know you're getting chewed out. okay i'm gone," she said and abruptly ended the call.

"this bitch really—" cailyn checks her phone and she really had left, "well." she folded her arms at micaiah who still didn't have the courage to look up at her any longer.

unintentionally, she giggles at her. "he's gonna be here soon, you know that, right?" she reminds her and she nods her head while staring at the ground.

"you're hilarious."

"this isn't funny!" she dramatically shoots up, slamming her hands on her lap, "i'm in pain. he makes me feel things that i'm not supposed to feel and i'm supposed to be angry at him but now i've got to do the frontin' ting and i'm not safe, that's for sure."

"too late to back out, 'cause he's literally here," she shows her a snap that was from just now, where he was sat in his car. and the angle was doing him justice.

micaiah stares at the picture for a second, then at her coochie, then at cailyn. clearing her throat, she crosses her legs. "yeah the frontin' shit really isn't gonna work."

"ah, jamaicans..." she grabs both of her shoulders. "always thinking with their pumpums and not their heads. now leave and get my stuff."

picture a tortoise. then that tortoise had the agility of a sloth. that's how slow micaiah was walking to jack's car. she pretended she had forgotten things about three times before cailyn eventually locked the door so she couldn't play that game again.

the door was unlocked, so micaiah invited herself in jack's car. it was pretty. with those lights at the top that made it look all nice. he had giveon playing loud in the car but turned it down once she had come in.

it was awkward. mainly because micaiah had the habit of being petty and not wanting to speak first. she side-eyed him, taking in his features. he had on a peach coloured hoodie and what looked like grey sweatpants. ah, the tap turner.

"you like giveon?" he asks, looking over at her. he was laid back against his seat, one hand on the wheel. jesus needs to take it already because i do not think i'm boutta last.

she nods, not wanting to speak. "cool. but i wouldn't have changed it anyways." with that, he turns up the volume and like i want you is more audible in the car.

"why are you even helping cailyn anyways?" she mumbles while texting that exact person asking for the address. "you do realise as soon as cailyn and kai became a thing, our friendship groups morphed. plus, her and elis are mad funny."

the last comment made her quite agitated. "okay..." she trails off without realising there was attitude in her voice. however, jack picked up on it without question. and he chuckled as a result.

"what?" she asks irritated and he looks her up and down. sometimes, he felt like she was very unaware of some of the things she did. more importantly, the things he did to her.

he purses his lips up as he shakes his head slowly, "nothing. just uhm..." he clears his throat and looks away from her, "can you just- give me the address, please."

"chocolate syrup is for children, you know that?" micaiah tells him. "sprinkles are for children. now, leave me alone."

jack and micaiah had already gotten the package for cailyn and had just bought frozen yogurt from somewhere. micaiah told jack there'd be someone bound to take pictures but jack just pretended his music was too loud for him to hear her. even though he didn't have airpods in.

"oh shit! duck right quick." jack exclaims.

"nigga do i look like lori harvey to you? you will fuck up my lace tryna touch my head..." micaiah blows a bubble with her gum and looks at him quizzically. "what is it?"

"she won't like me and you together," jack nods over at someone not too far from them. addison, to be specific.

"ah. the tiktok pawg. tsk tsk tsk," micaiah clicks her tongue after reciting the name druski gave her. "why do y'all keep calling her that?"

"is that not what she's famous for? but she really doesn't like us together?" she questions, raising her eyebrow. jack catches her eye and she waves at him excitedly. he waves back which catches micaiah off guard; she didn't think he'd do that.

"hated it since the first shade room post," he answers back with him still staring back at her. uh, here are the keys. i'll be right back, alright?" that was micaiah's cue.

she goes straight to the car and waits for him. she could catch them talking and it looked like jack actually liked her. he was laughing, so was she. she was getting a little closer when she talked, so was he. the cherry on top (and the thing that got her very irritated) was when he whispered in her ear.

addison's face then went red. if micaiah was white, so would hers. just for the wrong reasons. quickly, she pretends as if she wasn't watching when she saw jack walking back to the car.

he enters with a smile on his face, sitting down and patting his pockets for his keys. without looking up at him, she holds them up. "thankyou," he mumbles.

"y'all were talking a while," she states nonchalantly with her eyes still on her phone. "she gets excited over tiny little things you say to her. she's just... she's like that," he shakes his head while thinking about her. in the nicest way he put it, she was a trip.

"well obviously. she likes you." he didn't like that she said it so simply. it was obvious that it bothered her. so he was gonna feed into that; i mean that's how they got here.

"oh my god, you're doing it again. you're making me trip just as much as she is..." he mumbles, taking his hoodie off to scratch his head.

ofcourse, he had gotten her to smile again. "boy. what fuck are you—"

"you know, micaiah." he was fully facing her now as she was already facing him. it was the cluelessness micaiah always had (or pretended to have) that had jack fighting the urge to show her what he meant. all the time.

"urban's party, you had me frustrated. all the way fucked up. then that stupid ass argument that we haven't addressed because you're too petty to bring it up."

"i am not petty."

"then tell me what it is you want." it was the same predicament. bodies close, frustration turned into anger except it had turned back into frustration again. her lips were parted only the slightest bit at the sudden statement. she had been put on the spot. finally.

"i don't like fucking with people who have me waiting on sidelines but you... fuck, you..." his eyes were fixated on her body more than her eyes. a scenario was happening in his head. and he would be a lucky boy if he had the honour of having it play out.

"well what if... what if i knows what i want already?"

his eyes shoot up to meet hers. they were wide, like she had surprised herself with what she said. his eyes scan all over her face. "well then uhm..."

his hand cups her cheek. which was adorable, sure, but what he does next had her mind going at a million miles an hour. like as in, she thought her head was about to explode out of all the thoughts she had because of it.

his thumb swipes along her bottom lip, slowly dragging it down. "...it only takes one word, baby," with the last word, he lets her lip snap back up to its proper place.

"mixed messages frustate the fuck outta me. and god, have i been frustrated lately..."

she knew guilt was going to eat her up inside if she did the only thing on her mind at that point. but cailyn said it better than she ever could. she was jamaican. and jamaicans did only think with one thing...

oh, fuck it.

her lips found his before he could, pressing up against them softly. the rush they both got was like a fix. they needed more of it. so, micaiah kisses him again, harder this time however. she lets her fingers entangle in his curls while both his hands cup her cheeks.

she falls under him and the power he had over her body and her mouth goes agape at the fault of it. slipping his tongue inside her mouth, it makes her moan softly. normally she wouldn't have done that too fast but it just proved how much she wanted this. as a result, jack smiles against her lips while his tongue grazes against hers. her body jolts at his touch moving from her cheeks to her waist.

micaiah did feel terrible. part of her mind was screaming at her to stop what she was doing. she didn't want to be doing the wrong thing and jack did feel like he should've done it either. but jack's hand was wrapped around her neck right now and micaiah's fingers were tracing the skin under his shirt. their minds were only on one thing.

𝐇𝐄𝐘, 𝐕𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐂𝐄 ! 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐒𝐊𝐈 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 .
DUDE. 13K??? GUYS. WHY DO
YALL DO THIS I DONT SEE THE
NEED THE REASON I LOVE U
GUYS SO MUCH THANKYOU SM
FOR THE SUPPORT

y'all DO realise this is the start
of the fuckery right? 🤭 HAHA
y'all thought awww happy days
so cute they kissed sunshine and
rainbows NOPE LET HELLFIRE
REIGN MUAHAHA 🦹🏽‍♀️👹

currently watched jack's
chicken shop date AND
his vmas performance
abt 80 times. i can't get
enough of him SORRY
hehehe veryyyyy obsessed
here.