"OMG Y/N THIS WAS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE" Omar fangirls as we wete walking away from the stadion where Rihanna had a concert.
I had gotten him tickets to the concert for his birthday, and of course he took me with him. I'm his girlfriend after all.
We walked to our car and I drived us home, he had his mind still wondering on the concert. The whole night he just couldn't stop repeting how amazing and gorgeus Rihanna was and how perfect the concert had been.
I got this weird feeling about it, was I jealous? Yes, I definetly was jealous, he could never speak of me like he did with her.
"Y/N?" He snapped me out of my thoughts into the reality.
"Uhhmm" I answeared.
"You know I love you so so so much more than Rihanna, right" he said and pulled me into a warm hug and placed a sweet kiss on my forehead.
"She might be the princess of pop, but y/n, you're my princess. And nothing is ever going to change that"
