《Lover-Javon Walton》~Part 4~
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~Astrides pov~
"Where's Daleo"Javon asked his mom while stirring the noodles "we dropped him off at a friends for a sleepover" Jessica said.
Javon finished making the making the noodles and we went upstairs in Jayla's room. "Can I take a shower" I turned to Jayla and asked her "no" Javon says jokingly I flick him off and Jayla hands me some clothes.
I get out of the shower and change into the clothes Jayla gave me then went back to her room. I guess Jaden went to sleep because he wasn't in her room anymore. "Do y'all have a toothbrush I can use" I ask before sitting on the edge of her bed "yeah it's downstairs I'll be back" she gets up and walks out the room leaving me and Javon alone.
I scoot closer to Javon and we lock eyes again. I start to blush "what the fuck you blushing at" Javon laughs "shut the fuck up" I say hitting him before getting up he grabs my arm and pulls me down next to him.
"Who you grabbing on" I say with an attitude he just looks at me then smirks. He pushes my hair back then moves closer to my face I couldn't help but blush but he was too. "Can I kiss you" he asks for consent and who was I to say no so I nod my head.
He gives me a quick peck on the lips, my face starts getting even hotter than before he starts to giggle "get the fuck out my face" I say pushing him away while laughing.
Jayla walks in "here bae" she says handing me the toothbrush. I get up and go to the bathroom and can't stop thinking about how Javon kissed me even though it was a quick little peck it felt like so much more.
A/n: sorry it took so long I went to go see the new Batman movie. Anyways tell me what u think.
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