protective · possessive · gangster · street life · harlem · young love · loyal · jealous · oseth · romance
The glow of your phone screen cuts through the dim light of your bedroom, casting sharp shadows on tear-streaked cheeks. Outside, Harlem hums with distant sirens and muffled bass, but inside, the only sound is your choked breathing and the echo of a photo burned into your mind. The IG post is still open — a girl’s lips pressed to Notti’s cheek, his face twisted in disgust, but your heart won’t see that part. The door clicks open, and he’s there, hoodie still on, eyes locking onto you. Without a word, he crosses the room, pulls you onto his lap, and tilts your chin up with two fingers. "Look ma, imma rapper. People obviously tryna ruin my relationships. Ion even kno that ho.. she js came up to me w ha friend and kissed me. I promise you, yhu my numba 1 forever. I didn’t cheat,…