{Summer}
1 week later
The doorbell rang making me climb out of bed. I already knew it was Kentrell. I opened the door , and let him inside.
"Wassam." He pecked my lips. Oh yeah , we decided to give this dating thing another try. I pulled away smiling, as we walked back to my room.
"So you came over here , and didn't bring me no food or nun?" I asked. "I asked you what you wanted , and you said you wasn't hungry." He stated.
"I changed my mind." I spoke. "Damn , make up ya mind." He said , pulling out his phone. "What you want?" He asked.
"Don't worry about it. We can get something on the way to the studio." I said. "Studio? Ian goin-" I cut him off.
"I know. I'm going." I shrugged. "Oh yea, I forgot about that. What time you gotta be there?" He asked. "In about an hour." I shrugged.
"An hour? Get yo ass dressed." He rolled his neck. I glared at him , before standing up , and walking to the bathroom.
At the studio
We sat outside the studio, waiting for them to arrive. "You nervous?" He asked , making me nod.
"Why? You must like that nigga." He mugged me. "Wha- boy no." I waved him off.
"Who da producer is?" He asked. "Uhh, something about london." I shrugged. "Oh." He nodded as a car pulled up.
"I think that's them. Be back at 6." I told Kentrell. "I will." He said, before connecting our lips. "Ok." I mumbled, getting out of the car as the other person did.
It was actually CHRIS BROWN. And some other nigga named london I think.
"Hello , summer?" He questioned. "Yep." I awkwardly replied as we walked into the building.
"I know you don't know much about the industry, so imma explain some things. This is london..."
We talked about some things, and he explained a lot before we actually found the right beat.
"You like this one?" London asked, making me nod. "Yea , I think this the one." Chris nodded his head to the beat.
We listened to it a couple more times before actually stepping in the booth. It took a lot of tries before we actually got it right.
"Run it back." Chris told london.
(I can listen to her sing all day 🤩)
I nodded my head to the music as I leaned back in my seat. "You said this yo first song ever?" London asked.
"Yeah." I replied. "Well this Definitely finna be a hit." London said , making chris agree.
"Definitely." He nodded. "I feel like it's missing something." I shook my head. "We'll get a chance to work on it this weekend , cuz it's getting late." London said, making us agree.
I stood up , and grabbed my purse. We followed each other out , and to the front. I rolled my eyes seeing that Kentrell wasn't here.
I checked my phone , and seen that it was 8:36. I pretended to be on the phone , so they wouldn't see me waiting for a ride.
Luckily chris did notice. He just hopped in a car , and pulled off. That london nigga was staring at me as he leaned on his car.
I called Kentrell hoping he would answer. His phone went straight to voicemail. I rolled my eyes knowing his phone was probably dead as always.
I ran a hand through my hair trying to figure out what I would do. "I can take you home , if you don't have a ride." Someone spoke. I looked up , and seen that it was london.
"No , I'm ok." I smiled , knowing Kentrell would have a bitch fit if he found out that I let him take me home.
"It's getting kind of dark , and I don't want you out here alone." He explained. "I'll be ok." I nodded with a small smile.
"Ok." He threw his hands up in surrender before walking back to his car. He still didn't leave , he just sat in his car.
After about 15 minutes Kentrell still hadn't called me back , and it was pretty dark. London walked back over to me.
"Come on." He said , leading me back to his car. It's getting cold , and it smell like it's finna rain...ian finna wait all day on Kentrell.
"Thank you." I mumbled getting into his car. "No problem. Where should I take you?"
After I gave him the address we rode silently. "So how you know youngboy?" He asked.
"He's my boyfriend." I spoke lowly. "Boyfriend?" He questioned with a chuckle. I have him a weird look before nodding.
"His music raw tho." He said as we pulled up. I just nodded in response. "See you soon..I guess." I mumbled the last part , as I got out of the car.
I walked up to my apartment , and opened the door letting myself in. Just as I locked the door my phone start ringing.
I just stared at the screen , seeing that it was Kentrell. Seriously?
I tried to let it ring , but I ended up answering on the 5th ring.
"Aye , I'm on my way. My b-" I cut him off. "It's fine , I'm already at home." I rolled my eyes. "How you get there?" He asked.
"Don't worry about it. Where were you?" I spoke. "I was with my son." He said. "Oh." I replied.
I can't be mad about that , but he could've called me or something. At least let me know.
"I know you not mad." He smacked his lips. "Not really, but you could've let me know you weren't gonna be able to pick me up." I shrugged as if he could see me.
"I know, I'm sorry. Imma come over there , and we can watch a movie or something, and I'll bring you food , and imma eat yo pus-" he cut himself off.
"Wait who dropped you off?"
"London." I answered. "Hell naw , let that nigga eat yo pussy." He said , making me sigh.
"You wanted me to sit out there , and wait another hour for you?" I questioned. "It wouldn't have killed ya." He mumbled.
"Are you coming over or not?" I asked. "Yea , I guess." He mumbled before hanging up.
Thanks for reading 😃
