INTRIGUED | LIL MEECH FANFIC

02| ACTION PLAN

THE MONDAY AFTER THE CLUB.

"YES, WE SHOULD BE ALL FINISHED to roll out all marketing materials for Hip-Hop Fest in October." Kam nodded as she walked around her beige office with her city phone to her ear.

She was on the phone with the Mayor of Atlanta, making sure all loose ends, for the city's annual Hip-Hop Fest, were tied up.

"No worries Ms. Bottoms. I got it all under control. I just have to meet with PD tomorrow to make sure they have their ops plan." Kam said while jotting down another "to-do" thing on her list.

"Thanks Kam. Nice work. Keep me updated." Keisha, the Atlanta Mayor, said.

"Will do. Have fun in Iceland" Kam said waving as if Keisha could see her. She got off the phone and immediately heard her personal phone ring. She walked over to the desk and saw that it was Ky calling.

"Hey Ky" she said putting her personal phone to her ear. "Yo! Guess who da fuck I'm texting right now?!" Ky screamed.

Kam made an annoyed face. "I dunno. Who?" She lied. Kam knew very well Kyra went back to Meech's hotel room that Saturday after the club cus she didn't hear anything from her all day Sunday.

It was typical for Kyra to go MIA when she had a new boy toy.

"Girl Lil Meech from the club! That man is fwainee yo!" She moaned, damn near having an organism over the phone.

"Congratulations" Kam dryly responded.

She didn't mean to cockblock her best friend but sometimes Ky was such a gold digger. Worst part is that she knew it and owned it.

"Anywho he coming back in town Friday and he's taking me out for drinks" She screeched. Kam rolled her eyes - she was over this conversation. "Did you fuck him Ky?" Kam asked.

The only thing she was interested in was Ky not getting pregnant by some hood rich bozo.

"Girl, no." Ky's voice got serious. Kam smacked her teeth, "A fuckin' lie Kyra! You did fuck him!"

Ky sighed rolling her eyes, "I'm so serious Kam! I did not fuck him. " She told Kam. Kam took a deep breath and let it out, "okay well at the end of the day... you're a grown woman. You gon do what you wanna do." She said alleviating herself of that responsibility.

"Listen I gotta go. I have meetings and things to get ready for" Kam walked around to sit on her chair and wake up her laptop.

"Kay. See you later" Ky said.

Kam sighed getting off the phone and continued to go about her day.

Meanwhile in New York, Meech was on his way to yet another radio station interview. He was on his press run for the new docu-series he was starring in called, BMF, which was all about his pops and his upbringing.

"Hey Meech" Nessa from Hot 97 greeted him. "Hey" he said in his low cool tone voice. Meech wasn't really about the fame. He just wanted money to make sure his moms and pops was straight so all these interviews and talking about his childhood over and over again were tiring.

"Are you okay? Do you need anything before we start the interview?" Nessa asked Meech. Meech shook his head, "nah I'm good. Thank you"

"Okay" Nessa nodded her head and looked at the producer giving them the green light to start recording.

"Okay, so I wanna make sure I address you right. Should I call you Meech? Lil Meech? What do people call you because I want to be very respectful."

Meech raised the mic up to his mouth, "Meech. Lil Meech. It don't matter." Nessa nodded, "Lil Meech." Meech nodded, confirming.

"When you were growing up, was that just the nickname you had in general or did people call you by your name?" She looked at Meech.

"Well most people called me Lil Meech cus of my dad. My real family - my mom, my grandma. They called me Mimi"

Nessa giggled, "aww that's cute"

"I never tell nobody that cus it's a girl name and I don't want nobody callin' me that" Meech seriously said. He hated when people outside his close family called him that.

As the interview went on they talked about his childhood, what it was like growing up, and finally the BMF series.

After the interview was over Nessa thanked him for being able to come and speak with her and congratulated him for his huge success on his starting role.

After closing the interview Meech and his crew took the elevator down to the lobby and headed towards the black SUV parked outside.

"Damn im hungry" Meech said getting comfortable in the SUV seat. "We going back to the hotel. They got food served there for you" Meech's manager, TK said.

"Man you sounding like my momma when we used to ask her to stop at McDonald's. Talmbout we got food at the house" Meech laughed looking at TK.

The rest of the guys laughed along with him.

On their way back to the hotel Meech got a text from Kyra. "Hey, what you doing?" The text read. Meech slouched on his seat. "Nun going back to the hotel" he texted back.

"Yo Meech, whatever happened to that light skinned female with the black curly hair at the club Saturday?" One of Meech's homeboys asked.

"Shit nothing." He said locking his phone. He was too reserved and didn't want nobody in his personal business. If it was anything his pops taught him was to never trust nobody - not even your own shadow.

After arriving at the hotel and getting some food in his system. Meech decided to kick it by himself and go out to the balcony to FaceTime Kyra.

"Hey" Kyra appeared on Meech's phone. "What you up to?" He asked. Kyra shrugged, sighing, "finished taking a shower" she said tugging her white silk robe to make it fall off her shoulder.

Meech nodded slowly knowing she was trying to give him action.

Freaky lil bitch.

"What you do today?" Kyra asked positioning herself to where Meech could see her thigh and then some. Meech looked at her and then her thigh, "went on a buncha press interviews"

He was starting to regret calling her because talking all day had his social meter on E.

"Aye I gotta go. Ima hit you later" He said ready to click the red button to end the call. "Wait so are you still coming to Atlanta this weekend?" She asked.

"Yea" he said rushing her off the phone. "Okay I'll see you this weekend" she winked. He nodded slightly and clicked the red button ending the call.

He took a deep breath and took out a big pre-rolled blunt he stashed earlier and lit it up. He inhaled the smoke letting it go through his whole body before exhaling it out.

He closed his eyes and tried to relax but before he could Kam took over his brain.

Ever since Meech saw her at the club he's been thinking about her nonstop. Her aura was Intriguing. He wanted to know who Killa Kam was. Her real name. Her background.

He wanted to know what made her carry herself the way she did and he knew exactly how to get close to her.