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Chris Brown is clearly someone who wears his heart on his sleeve. A very emotional person, someone who loves hard and wants the same love in return. He's someone who wants to find love, but he's looking in all the wrong places. He's dated all...
A few days later, we all decided to go out. Chris and I just wanted to go out and be around people as we used to. We haven't had a night out since that failed dinner. I personally just wanted to dance and drink. I needed to let loose because I was losing it after the last few days.
We all went to Tao. I had my friends, and Mercedes and Chris had their friends meet us there as well. We're dancing, having fun, not thinking about anything, and we hear the DJ come in over the music and says "Drake is in the building", and the mention of his name does something to me. Two seconds later, my phone dings, and it's Chris.
Chris: Let's go.
Me: We don't have to leave just because he's here.
Chris: You know what happened the last time we were in a club together? We both got arrested. Let's. Go.
Me: Okay, well, let me pee first. Can I do that?
Chris: Hurry up.
"Chris wants to leave," I say to Mercedes, kinda irritated.
"He's gonna let Drake run him out of here? I thought he was a G. This is his turf. Chicago is like his second home. He should be embarrassed." Mercedes says
"I agree, but he just doesn't want to get into any trouble," I explain.
"I understand that, but we're having fun. We're just supposed to go home, because Chris brown says?" She says
"I wanna stay, but I'm drunk as fuck anyway... maybe we should just leave..." I tell her.
"Stay here, I'm gonna go talk to him." She says, and she walks off.
I smile to myself and continue dancing. I'm not about to let them fuck up my night.
Chris POV
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I don't believe this motherfucker is here. I swear to God, he was following us. What are the chances that, of all the clubs in Chicago, he happens to walk into the exact one we're in? That shit doesn't make any sense to me.
I was about to text Shawnie again because she wasn't here yet when I saw Mercedes walking up to me.
"So he comes in, and you're just gonna leave?" She says in my ear.
"Yeah."
"Why are you acting like that?" She asks
"Because we've already been in a situation," I explain. "We fucked up 1Oak... I ain't finna do that shit again."
"I get it. But why don't you try a different approach? She talked to him the other night and told him they had to stop contact, and he understood. I don't think he's gonna bother you guys."
"Man...... you don't know him. And her ass is drunk, she needs to leave."
"I'll make sure she's good. I won't let her drink anymore. Plus, she needs this. I'll keep them separated if he does try something. Just let me handle it. We're having fun, and I don't want to leave yet." She says, kinda pleading with me.
