Nash: I shoved open the door, throwing down my clutch and snatching off my shoes in the process. A split second later I hear Nash come barging through after me, "What did you think you were doing back there!?" he roared at me form across the room. I whip my head around and stare at him baffled that he actually didn't realize why I was so furious. "Really?! You don't know what I was doing?!" I watched as he slightly slumped his shoulder, but kept his face contorted, trying to hold on to the anger, "No, I don't know." Sarcastically laughing, I roll my eyes and walk to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of wine and pouring me a glass. Nash walks up to slams his hand down on the table, making me flinch, "Is it because one of the guys said your were a nigger bitch?" I scoff and look up at him, he's really doesn't think its that big of a deal. Getting up I grab the wine bottle and head for the bedroom, "Really? You're just gonna walk away?! Well fine, maybe you are just a nigger bitch!" he yells after me. Now enraged I turn on my heels and throw the wine bottle as hard as i could in Nash's direction, not caring if it actually hit him or not. Nash ducked just in time for the bottle to splatter right above him. "Are you fucking insane! That glass could have went in my freaking eyes!" he yelled, looking at him with and empty gaze I put my shoes back on, grabbing my jacket and left, leaving him yelling after me.
Cameron: We were currently at one of the bands promotion parties, I was by Cam's side as he chatted away to some business guy. Growing bored I excused myself from the conversation to go to the bathroom, to touch up my makeup and hair. I always get that feeling something's on my face, and at these big event you cant afford to have a blemish. Walking back I'm stopped by some over the top girls in skin tight everything. They give me an up down look and roll their eyes laughing at me as they strut away. Feeling insecure I quickly shuffle over to where Cam was, but before I get there I over hear an interesting topic, me. "So Cam, a black girl? Is it true what they say?" Cam chuckles, sipping his drink before answering "And what do they say?" while raising an eyebrow. "Well they say that they're all a little, ya know hyper-sexual" his friend says laughing (anyone but the magcon boys) by know I'm beyond offended and ready to slap the crap out of him, but I wait to hear what Cam says. Now laughing loudly "You know what they say, once you go black, you never go back" he say taping his friend on the shoulder walking away shaking his head. Stunned I wait for him to get over to me before quickly slapping him, and turning to leave this crappy party.
Matthew: We were in the mist of a heated argument when suddenly Matthew yells out "Oh my freaking god (y/n), why the fuck do you get mad at everything? Is this the black women anger im always warned about!" I stop to glare at him, not evening knowing what to say, you weren't usually and angry person. In fact you avoid being anger so thata no one would stereotype you "angry black women". "Are you fucking kidding me Matt, you did not just say that" I croaked, voice hoarse from yelling. Matt shifted from foot to foot, fiddling with his fingers, not knowing what to say or how to respond, finally he mumbles "Well...what else am i suppose to thi-" "You're suppose to think I'm a REGULAR angry person, because you know everyone gets angry not just black women" I seethe. I don't even let him try to defend himself, before i walk out the door to try and cool the already tense situations off.
Taylor: It was a beautiful sunny day, when I went out to get some errands done. Stopping by some flower shops I hear snickering and giggles behind me, ignoring it I continue my browsing. Finally someone comes up to me tapping my shoulder, turning around I see a slim blonde with typical blue eyes. Trying to be polite I start to say hello before she interrupts me, "Safe it, I just want you to know that you and Taylor are a freaking disgrace, he should be with someone his own complexion and well race. He shouldn't be mixing with dirty niggers like you" Stunned I couldn't even respond before her and the rest of her clique strutted away. Running home I try to tell Taylor what happen, but he just shrugged it off, standing up I swallow the lump in my throat before saying "Do you think that too?" sighing loudly he pauses his game looking at me" Well I'm getting more crap dating you than someone my same race" I'm completely shocked now, weakly nodding my head I run back out the door heart broken.
Aaron: You were in the gym doing your third set of squats. You were nearing 45th squat when you felt a presence behind you." Uh hello, is there something you need?" You asked as you turned around to be met with the brown eyes of your boyfriend Aaron . "Erm yes there is" he said , chewing his mint flavored gum. "Ok well shoot" you said, giving him a polite smile. "Do all black girls have big butts?" He asked with a completely straight face. You had to put your hands behind your back to keep from knocking him to the moon. " Did you just ask me a dumbass question? " you said, your annoyance only growing as he stood there, mentally cursing himself out. "I'm sorry. It was just wondering. I'd like to take you out if you can forgive me?" He said, holding out his hand. "I'll take your invite but a word of advice, don't approach anyone like that, ever" you said, while giving him a kiss.
Carter: It was a surprisingly sunny day in North Carolina so you decided to go the dog park with your boyfriend Carter. While waiting for him, you listened to music. You felt a presence next to you and you looked up and saw it was Carter. You gave him a kiss just as his dog had jumped onto yours in a race for the stick you had thrown. You said grasp your dog's leash a bit tighter due to the fact that he was trying to chase a butterfly. " You sat there in silence just enjoying each other's company." Do you like watermelon? " Carter said as he tossed a ball for his dog to catch. "Ok were you thinking when you asked that question just now?" You asked, not fully believing that a person that beautiful could be so stupid. He coughed and scratched the back of his neck. "Um I'm sorry, I was just trying to break the ice, I didn't mean to offend you" He said with a solemn look. "It's fine but the next time you say some shit like that, it'll be your ass." you said giving him a stern look.
Jack G: You were at the bar, talking with some of your friends that weren't drunk off their asses. "Hey, is it true that black women do it better because if so , I need you to come home with me" said your boyfriend already pissed drunk. "Um what?" You asked, looking around the club. "Oh my go- I'm so sorry I was being so unbelievably rude." he said , pulling himself off of you. "Here put the glass down. It's time to go home." You said getting of the chair. "I hope he feels better tomorrow" your friend said, finishing your drink and leaving.
Shawn: You were at the CD store trying to find Ed Sheeran's new album that you had failed to pre order. You had your back turned to the sea of people on the other side of the store when you felt someone touch your hair. You've always had long hair just because you had never had a perm. you whipped around to see who it was that kept touching your hair, finding it to just be your boyfriend of a couple days. "Is this weave?" No you weren't offended , it was something that you were asked on a daily basis. " Um no it's not weave, this is my real hair" you said , starting to get secondhand embarrassment for him. "I'm sorry for asking, I hope that didn't sound racist" he said, scratching his head. "No you're fine" you said as you turned back to the forgotten world of CDs. He ended up buying you and him an Ed CD to "apologize" even though you said it was okay.
Jack J: "Hey do you like fried chicken?" Your boyfriend had asked as you walked down the busy streets of New York. "Excuse me?" you said , looking back. "Do you like fried chicken?" "Uh no , it's unhealthy , baked chicken is better" you said in a 'The more you know' kind of way. you turned around to continue your journey to the subway. " Wait um I'm sorry." He apologized. "It's fine." you said sealing it with a kiss.
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hey guys i hope you have enjoyed the preferences i have written. What should my next preference be?
