《ONLYFANS |Chris Brown|》033
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"Okay I'll talk to y'all later. Love y'all" I said to my parents as we walked over to the front door.
"Okay drive safe" My dad says and tosses me my car keys.
"Seriously?" My eyes lit up and he nods his head yes.
"Ooo c'mon y'all hurry up before they change their mind" I laughed and ran towards the garage door. I could hear Quincy laughing from behind me.
"I missed you girl" I said to my Jeep and laid across the hood.
"You're so goofy" Quincy chuckles shaking his head at me. I unlocked the car door and we both got inside. Everything was like how I left it. I started up the car and A-Team by Travis Scott automatically began to play. I instantly melted in my seat. "I missed that sound"
"C'mon man drive"
"Shut up" I laughed and I opened the garage door with my remote and backed out before following behind Michelle's car down the road.
"Did you have fun?" I asked glancing over at him.
"Yeah even though they cheated the second game."
"Don't be a sore loser" I laughed.
"Mannn they cheated I ain't tryna hear that" Quincy laughed shaking his head.
"Everybody seems to really like you."
"What's there not to like?" Quincy smiles "But I'm happy they do cause I'm not going no where. Y'all stuck with me"
"Who said I wanted to keep you around?" I questioned raising an eyebrow at him "I was thinking we got like 6 months in us maybe 8. A year is kinda pushing it"
"I didn't give you an option" He retorts adjusting his seat to his liking, "Imma be that ex that still get invited to all the functions" He jokes and we both laugh.
"Whew I need a shower" Quincy says smelling his armpits. I scrunched up my face in disgust looking over at him, "Nasty ass" I mumbled under my breath.
"Ion even smell that bad. See smell" He sits up in his seat and raises his arm before leaning towards me.
"Boy!" I exclaimed and leaned over closer to the window "Quit playing before I crash this car" I laughed pushing him away from me.
Once we made it to the apartment, I parked in my normal parking spot and we headed inside.
"Paris" I could hear a voice call my name. I looked over and it was Tyler at the front desk motioning me over to him.
"Gimme a sec" I said to Quincy before walking over the desk.
"Hey wassup" I greeted as I approached.
"You got a package" He tells me handing over the clipboard for me to sign.
I hadn't spoken to Tyler since he gave me a ride home the other night. Everything still felt awkward between us. I appreciated him trying to be there for me but we aren't close like that so I didn't really feel comfortable with him overstepping his boundaries.
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Once I was done signing I tried to hand it over to him but his eyes were glued on Quincy. "Uhh here you go" I said trying to get his attention.
"My fault" He takes it from my hands and heads to the back. Quincy was sitting on the couch, on his phone not paying us any attention. Tyler comes out the back with this huge package in his arms. I stared at it confused because I knew I hadn't ordered anything of this size.
"Ohhhh" I said to myself when it finally dawned on me. It was the painting I ordered from Q a while ago, "Babe can you grab this?" I asked turning to him.
He puts his phone away and walked over to us. I turned towards Tyler and gave him an awkward smile as he handed over the painting to Q, "Thanks, I'll see you later" I said with a slight head nod before Quincy and I headed up to my apartment.
Somehow we managed to beat Michelle and Jalen. Quincy leaned the painting up against the wall in the living room before going to hop in the shower.
I sat down at my desk and kicked off my shoes and socks. I pulled off my lashes and put them back in the container. I was ready to get comfortable and just lay in the bed for the rest of the night and watch tv.
I took my medicine before pulling off my sweatshirt and slinging my bra across the room. I put on t shirt and some shorts.
"I go back to New York in the morning" Quincy says as he walks into the room. He had a towel wrapped around his waist meanwhile his body was still dripping water.
"What time?"
"Flight leaves at 11" He replies as he used the towel to dry off. I tried not to stare but failed miserably.
"And you're just telling me this now because..."
"I lost track of the days" Quincy states "Tomorrow's my cousin's birthday. I forgot that he's having a party" I watched as he pulls on his boxer briefs and climbed right onto the bed.
"Oh, well okay" I shrugged my shoulders. It was nice having him here with me. I was kind of getting used to waking up next to him. He reached for the blanket at the foot of the bed and covered his body with it as he laid down making himself comfortable.
"I know good and well you aren't going to sleep" I said as I turned on Family Guy.
"C'mon come lay with me. It's nap time" He opens up the blanket for me. I knew he was tired because he's been talking about taking this nap since this morning.
"I'm not sleepy" I replied and still climbed my ass into the bed next to him because I wanted to be close to him. He rolled over on top of me and I groaned as I repositioned myself to make myself more comfortable. "Goodnight" He kissed my lips before resting his head on my boobs.
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"You didn't even let me grab my phone. You're heavy as hell"
"Shhhh" He replied snuggling up more against me. I smacked my lips and just turned my head towards the tv. Is this how guys feel when we lay on them? I just laid there slightly miserable because I didn't have my phone. I decided to just stop fighting it and go to sleep.
When I woke up I could still feel Quincy's heavy ass on top of me. I started to open my eyes to start my complaining only to realize I couldn't.
"Fuck fuck fuck" I said over and over in my head. The events from the other night began to play over and over in my head.
"I'm going to the bathroom." I said to Jacobi before walking away.
I kept trying to wake myself up because I didn't want to relive this shit. I heard the first knock at the door and my heart began to race quickly.
"I'll be right out!" I said aloud.
"Wake up Paris it's just a dream. Wake up"
The door opened and the guy invited himself inside. This time he cut the chit chat and just grabbed me pushing me up against the wall. His forearm was pressed against my neck cutting off my airway.
"I can't breathe" I said scratching at his arm.
"Paris!" I could hear my friends banging on the bathroom door.
"I can't breathe!" I screamed and started clawing at his face.
I finally managed to open my eyes but I still couldn't move. I could still feel his body pressing me against the bathroom wall and his arm on my neck.
"Just breathe Paris. Calm down" I could hear Quincy saying but I couldn't see him, "Wiggle your toes." He says.
I closed my eyes and just started focusing on moving my toes in a matter of seconds all the weight on top of me was lifted. I sat up quickly and began to gasp for air, clenching on to my neck.
"You good?" Quincy asked rubbing my back. I nodded my head yes as I continued to try to catch my breath.
"I'm fine" I reassured him as he handed me a bottle of water.
"That shit was scary as hell. Yo eyes looked demonic as hell. I thought you was possessed" Quincy laughed.
"My eyes looked demonic?" I raised an eyebrow at him confused.
"I guess you was trying to wake yourself up but every time you would like open your eyes that shit was rolled to the back of your head."
"Yeah this was a bad one. I'm sorry you had to see that" I replied still rubbing my neck. It felt so real, I actually couldn't breathe.
"Whatchu apologizing for?" He frowned at me. "My fault for making you sleep on your back, I forgot" He told me "You good?"
I nodded my head and he leans down to kiss me, "Good"
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I leaned up against the doorframe of the bathroom and just watched him as he packed up all his stuff. "You got everything" I asked. I looked around the bedroom trying to see if I seen anything else of his.
I was kind of bummed he was leaving. I knew he had to get back to his life in New York but I wanted at least a few more hours with him. He's been keeping my mind off everything and I knew once he's gone and I'm alone reality is going to set in.
"I should" He replied zipping up his bag. He looks over at me and a smile instantly appeared on his face.
"You miss me already huh?" He teased walking over to give me a hug. He puts a hand on my lower back and pulls my body against his.
"What? No. I'm tired of sharing a bed with yo ass" I scoffed rolling my eyes, looking away. I have no idea how he's gotten so good at reading my face when we barely even see each other.
"Come back with me. Whatchu got going on here?" He raised an eyebrow at me as he rubbed my booty.
"Nothing but I'm not really in a healthy headspace to go to a party. I'm not ready for that yet"
"I get it" He says nodding his head "I'd be by your side the whole time you don't gotta worry about nothing. I gotchu"
I wanted to go back to New York with him because I knew once the semester started back it would be a minute until we could be together again. I know the party would just be a one night thing but I also didn't want to be a leech. I wanted him to have a good time and enjoy himself without having to make sure I'm okay the whole night.
"It's fine, maybe next time. I don't wanna feel like a burden"
"You're not gonna be a burden. I want you there. C'mon pack your bag" He said walking over to my closet and grabbing my duffle bag.
"Baby it's fine I'm okay"
"I haven't seen you in this. You should wear this" He says grabbing a skirt and stuffing it in the bag.
"Alright move, give me the bag" I laughed pushing him out the way and started to pack my own bag.
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