Mother ➳ Ally Brooke

eight

Around 6:30, while I was listening to Kissland, I got a text from Kara's number. I guess she texted my number first at the Waffle House so she could have it.

Kara: aye so are you down to go to that bar, y/n?

Y/N: wow what a greeting lol but yea lemme make something up so I can go

Kara: there's a film festival in town rn. tell her you're going to that.

Y/N: okay gimme a few minutes.

I went to my Mom and sat beside her on the couch in the dressing room. I leaned my head on her shoulder to try to kiss up to her, "Mama, can I ask a favor?"
She leaned her head on mine and smiled, "If it's about that party, it's a no."
I shook my head, "No. It's just that there's a film festival in town and..."
"And you wanna know if you can go?" She smirked. I nodded. "What time will you be back? Remember we got to be on that bus by 2AM."
"I'll make it back by then. I swear." I pouted.
She smiled, "Only if you promise that you'll be in a good mood tomorrow."
I nodded again, "Whatever you say, Mama Allyson." I pulled her in a hug and mentally cheered.

Dinah walked into the dressing room where we were and jumped over by us and sat beside me on the couch. "Are you listening to the Weeknd, lil mama?"
I nodded and handed her the other earbud with a smirk because my favorite part was coming up. Mama Ally wouldn't be happy with me in a second, but oh well.
"God damn I'm high. My doctor told me to stop. And he gave me something to pop. I mix it up with some Adderall's and I wait to get to the top, And I mix it up with some alcohol and I pour it up in a shot. I don't care about you, why you worried 'bout me? All I want is that smoke, give me all of that smoke. Last week was my rough week, I'm still drippin' down from my nose." Dinah and I recited together in a perfect synchronization.

Mom slapped my arm, "I don't like you singing about that stuff. Your voice is God's gift, y/n. Use it wisely."
I shook my head with a smile, "You're the one talking about how 'there's a fire burning deep inside of you' or about how you want some lucky guy to 'give it to you because you're worth it'. The Weeknd is basically saying 'I'll give it to you'."
Mom sent me daggers as Dinah laughed, "She's kind of right, Alls."

I got up from the couch and pushed down my shirt, because the cut off was quickly trailing up my stomach. "I'm gonna go get ready." I smirked.
"Dress appropriately, y/n. If I come in there and see you wearing booty shorts and a crop top, you aren't going." She said before taking a sip of her water bottle.
"Wow, what a way to describe my style. Slutty, yet elegant enough to wear crop tops." I quipped before walking out the door.

I quickly pulled out my phone to text Kara back.

Y/N: she said yes but I have to be back by 2

Kara: I'll get you back by 2, I swear. btw, wear something cute. like a dress but not prom lol this is a club, so you gotta show them curves

Y/N: I have curves?

Kara: well you aren't flat. lol just look hot & text me your info so I'll know where to pick U up at

Y/N: is there a Starbucks anywhere near the Chesapeake Energy Arena?

Kara: yea like a half a mile. why?

Y/N: I'll meet you there. Lord knows if you came to the bus, those 5 ladies that were in that booth with me would be the most annoying things on the planet

Kara: ha you're funny. ok I'll meet you there ;)

I wasn't paying attention to where I was going so I hit someone in the chest, but they didn't fall, I did. I looked up to the figure that was standing in front of me
and groaned as they extended their hand. "Where are you going, y/n?"
I grabbed it and smiled, "To change. I'm going out for the night."
"Does your mother know?" The green eyed vixen asked and followed me out to the tour bus.
"Yes, other Mom. She knows." I sarcastically replied.