Me and you been friends since the 7th grade. Gah damn, that was a long ass time ago. But you been a real one, someone that I felt like I could always come to. Me and you were both basketball players, and you was good, real good, but you never had no aspirations for the NBA. But back to our friendship; you were one of my closest friends for a long time, but I been noticing how good you look. Like, your eyes, your hair.... Okay, I needa stop before I get too into you. But, what I'm tryna say is that I like you, or got feelings for you.

I just got out of practice when you texted me, "I wanna do a TikTok trend with you I'm at your house hurry up biggie" I roll my eyes and walk out the back towards my car. I hop in and respond, "mn who tf is yu telling me wtf to do???" I send it and then double text saying "Ok whn dho?" I smile to myself and send it, closing my phone and driving back to my house. I get to my house and leave my gear in my car, too tired to care about it. I walk up to my house and I open the door. I walk through it and see you on the couch, scrolling on your phone. I look at you and say.

"So what the fuck trend is you talking bout?"

You stand up and say,

"Okay, well I'm just gonna do the dance and you're gonna react to it."

You set up the phone and record. As soon as you step back, the sound plays. "I ain't go no panties on. I ain't got no panties on, on the dance floor." As soon as you start dancing, my face scrunches up and I say.

"Fuck you talking bout, nigga? Get out of here with that shit. I don't want people to be seeing you do all that."

I walk towards the phone but you take it first. I look down at you and say.

"Delete that shit, now. I ain't want no creeps on the internet seeing you like that. That's weird as fuck."

I pause, and in that moment I say in my head, "Damn, why the fuck am I so protective over him? He ain't mine? Hello? What?" I say to you,

"You better delete that shit."

You nod and say.

"Okay, okay, I will."

But you don't, and I realize that a few hours later. I'm in bed, on FaceTime with you, and I'm scrolling on TikTok. Once I see you doing that dance, I immediately hang up. I type in those comments, "Fck yall for thinking ts coo its not tf". I get a text back from you, "Why you pressed". I roll my eyes and shut off my phone, only for you to spam call me. I answer your FaceTime and say.

"I told your ass not to post that shit. Fuck outta here, nigga."