Ah Yeah

Chapter Eighteen

*After Miami*
Odell's POV:
Kiyanne: babe come here.
Me: what happened.
Kiyanne: you look cute today where you going?
Me: umm we got this interview to do with Wendy. I swear ever since we got back, you've been forgetting a lot of things.
Kiyanne: shutup you liked it when I was in turn up mode.
Me: you right I do.
In about 3 months, we'll a married couple. Living in harmony taking care of O'mere and hopefully with a second child.
Kiyanne: you ready?
Me: I just been waiting on you. But let's go.
We walked down to my car and got in and drove to the station. My stomach started turning. Hopefully she don't take things out of context. I played Kiyanne's mixtape on the ride over to Chelsea.

Kiyanne's POV:
I was sitting backstage watching the Wendy Williams show from the Green Room. This just adds to the more stress I got on my plate. With going to the gym to hopefully fit in the dress I'd hopefully be getting married in and then my planned appearances while the songs are hot. I can perform for the next 2 months. So I got my Hot 97 Who's Up Next performance and a photo shoot and recording session with one of Chris' artist.
Director: on in 5.
Ugh how much do I hate that. I look fine if you let everybody else tell it. To me I think I could use a touch up on my hair.
Odell: you ready babe.
Me: yeah let's get this over with.
•20 minutes later•
After we cleared everything up about this scandal I felt weight being lifted up off my shoulders. I got into Odell's car and just sat there with him.
Odell: where we going to next?
Me: the cake shop and the photographers office.
Odell: okay...where is that at?
I stale faced him. Like he really just forgot my favorite bakery. I'm highly upset.
Odell: I'm kidding I know we're going to Carlos' Bakery. Gimme kiss.
Me: no. I'm highly upset with you.