Some of the new things I'm working on, I don't know if I'll publish them or not. Hotel California coming soon tho.
Until then, ain't shit poppin.
~Jaaaaaay
Chris,
"Baby, can you get the door!" Bey yelled from upstairs.
"Yea!" I shouted back, after playing around with the kids all day and hanging around with bey's friends a nigga was tired. I made my way to the front door opening it, revealing her mother and her father. I sighed, more damn trouble. "Hello Mr. & Mrs.Knowles." I said letting them in.
"Bey got a new pool boy?" Her dad asked as they walked in, I closed the door behind them and shrugged his comment off.
"Mom, dad...what y'all doing here?" Bey asked making her way down the steps.
"You're ruining your reputation." Her dad said
"Ok whatever, I assume you've already met my boyfriend Christopher." She said
"That ain't the pool boy?" Her mom asked
"That's disrespectful, why-"
"It's fine Beyonce." I said licking my lips before half smiling. I really wasn't phased, what her parents thought of me didn't matter to me. They seem like the type of people you wouldn't want to be around anyways, so I'm ok. I wasn't gonna let their rude comments get to me.
"Where the hell you find this scrub?" Her mother asked, I chuckled shaking my head.
"I'll go finish cleanin' the kitchen." I kissed bey's cheek before making my way into the kitchen.
"That was rude, look I'm done with letting you 2 pick who to date, I really love Chris and if you can't accept it then just go." I heard bey say, I smiled. She loves me? It actually ain't feel weird, I was sorta happy if you wanna be truthful.
"Beyonce you can do better, look Friday night there's a black and white ball-"
"We have church Friday night." She said interrupting her dad.
"Church? Since when do you attend church Beyonce?" Her mom asked
"Since I started seeing Chris."
"Well you need to leave him if he's trying to change you. What he needs to change is all them tattoos in his damn skin." Her father scoffed, I leaned back against the wall laughing softly to myself.
"Whatever, we were getting ready for bed. Is there anything else you 2 need?"
"Are you going to the ball? Maybe if you went alone or with Shawn you would get better publicity."
"Uhm no, y'all go to the ball with Shawn. I'm going to church with Chris." I heard the door open
"Bey-"
"I'm tired dad, call me next week." She replied, I heard the door close. I walked over to the sink picking up a towel wiping the counters down. "Come to bed baby." Bey said, within a few seconds I felt her arms wrap around my waist and her head rested on my back.
First kelly is staying here, now her parents don't like me, what's next? This is ok tho, it's better than being bombarded by paparazzi every second of the day. That's my biggest fear, I hate the cameras, news, twisted stories. I just hate it and I don't want to be a victim of the public. No thanks.
"I'll be up in a minute." I say, she nodded placing a kiss on my shoulder before walking out the kitchen. Kelly came in a few seconds later.
"Hey." she said
"Sup."
"I wanted to thank you for protecting me from Marco. No guy has ever done that for me, you know?"
"It was no problem, bey really cares about you."
"What about you?" She asked
"My opinion doesn't matter, I'm only doing whatever makes bey happy. Keeping you safe just so happened to be one of those things."
"But.." she trailed off
"I'm gone head upstairs, I'm tired." I said about to walk around her. She slid over in front of me, I sighed. "Yes kelly?"
"What if he comes back?" She asked stepping in closer to me.
"Then we'll handle it then." I said stepping back. "Don't you think you're doing a bit too much?"
"I owe you Chris." She replied licking her lips seductively.
"Ooookay." I mumbled stepping around her quickly making my way out the kitchen, once I made it into the living room I ran upstairs into me and bey's bedroom.
"You alright?" Bey asked
"Uhm yea, just saw a spider." I lied rubbing the back of my head.
"Come here baby." She said sitting up on her elbows. I closed the door, I took a deep breath climbing on the bed, on top of her. She wrapped her legs around my waist, placing a hand on my cheek caressing it slowly. "You scared of spiders?"
"Yup." I lied chuckling, I leaned down pecking her lips. She dragged her hand from my face onto my chest, I looked down at her hand before looking back up at her to see her slightly biting into her bottom lip. "Not until we're married." I laughed a little
"Let's get married right now then." She whined wrapping her arms around my neck pulling my body down on top of her more.
"Cute." I said unwrapping her legs from around my waist, I laid next to her.
"Babyyyyyy." She whined climbing on top of me.
"Bed time." I mumbled closing my eyes.
"Can you at least rub on me?" She asked laying her head on my chest.
"Nope." I replied smirking, she grabbed my hand placing it on her butt. I squeezed her butt opening one eye looking down at her. She licked her lips, allowing her eyes to close.
I moved my hand between her thighs, I seen a small smirk form on her lips as I moved up more. "Sike." I said wrapping my arms around her waist chuckling.
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Perfect Man (COMPLETED)
FanfictionThe perfect man? Impossible, but what happens when she meets the perfect man? He seems too perfect, sweet, caring, loyal, respectful, the only thing wrong is that he doesn't make as much money as she does. (COMPLETED)
