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Andre stood in front of you, his hands on yo waist as he gently pulled you on top of the hood of his car, standin between yo legs wit smirk on his face. He was just bout to lean closer for a kiss but he glanced down and noticed that you moved closer wit yo hips so y'all were just pressed hip to hip.
"You pops wouldn't be happy wit you playin like that, mama." He shook his head slightly before glancin at you again, his gold grills flashin, his hands gripped yo waist even tighter.
Y'all have been datin for like 4 months or sum and it was real intense 4 monthsβhe was toxic, like fr toxic, but he loved you and shiit. He was often puttin da hood over you, but he still cared bout yo ass.
Your father hated him tho, like fr. Probably 'cause he didn't liked that you dated hood nigga like Andre.