Main Thing

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V O T E + C O M M E M T

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I mentally cursed myself after getting that text from Rome. I technically didn't lie when I told him that I was just passing through. There was no way that I was passing up this party even if I wanted to. I made sure to not post anything about this party on my social media.

Just to my surprise after Aubrey took me upstairs to his bedroom away from the party. That I found out about his post from when we were getting ready earlier. Leave it to Aubrey to blow my cover. I couldn't even be mad at Jordyn with her live. She was too busy trying to get Odell out of her live to notice her perfect angle of Aubrey and I.

Sure from what it looked like in the video that I'll have a lot to explain to Rome...which I know I am, but what was t caught was me trying to put distance between us every time. I'd be happy every time that some strippers would come and sworn him long enough for me to get away.

Of course, Aubrey had enough alcohol in his system around this time for him to be overly clingy. "Come up here," he said from where he laid on his bed.

I locked my phone laying it back I the carpet, finishing off what was left of my champagne. "For what?" I asked already knowing the answer to that question. "The floors nice though,"

"But I want you up here with me," he argued, I sighed carefully picking my not so sober body from the ground.

Walking over to the bed, "Happy?" I asked perching my body up next to his on the bed. I kept a fair amount of distance between us. When Aubrey and I drank, unless we fought or he chose one of his hoes. Normally we'd be with each other by the end of the night. That was in the past, this time around I have a person that I'd really like to keep around in my life. Rome isn't already to fawned of how close Aubrey and I are.

Most definitely since he knows that Aubrey and I has been intimate in the past. It was a must to keep the distance between Aubrey and I because he was my weakness. A complete fuckboy is my weakness. After all of these years we've managed to know each other so well that it just made sense to be together. I love Aubrey to death, I do, but I owed it to myself to see if what I had with Rome was worth exploring. And it was.

So now I'm in love with two men. One is the love of my life and my best friend. While the other is practically my soulmate it seems. I can't have both so I needed to choose and it wasn't a hard choice. Especially since Aubrey made it so easy. "Not yet," he said looking up at me.

"Why did you post me on your Instagram?" I asked,

"I never knew it was a problem," Aubrey replied twisting his brows up in confusion.

"It's not, it's not," I trailed my eyes away from his, just lies! Him posting such a picture of me in his damn room, gave his stalker fans what they needed to piece things together. Not to mention the problems that this is about to cause between Rome and I. I should be telling  Aubrey to delete it and carry my ass home, but yet here I am. On the same bed with him, entertaining someone who should really now only be my best friend.

Maybe I was always going to be just as addicted to him as he was to me. "It's just," I paused, "you have a whole floor of hoes to make you happy," which he did, he was a complete ladies man and the more famous he became the worse it got.