ρℓαувσу ¢αятι ιмαgιиєѕ

𝘉𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘍𝘢𝘯✈︎

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was late at night on a Thursday. My friend and I were in college on our 2nd year and we were thinking of a small vacation. Instead of a vacation we heard of a nearby concert for one of our favorite rappers. I wasn't one for rap or anything but if I did listen to it there were a few songs I liked. But a specific rapper I loved listening to? Definitely Playboi Carti. My friend loved him too so we decided our vacation would be going to his concert and staying at a hotel with it. It was super expensive but kinda worth it to see your favorite artist playing live in front of you right?
"Yo you ready?" "Yeah I'm almost done packing." I spoke over the phone to my friend Mable. We both told our roommates that we would be gone for about a week or so and we were gonna meet early in the morning to drive there since it wasn't anything but about 5 hours away. Of course that's a lot but we already had bought the tickets including a hotel. Separate rooms. I insisted sharing a room but Mable said her boyfriend would come over to see her once we got there since he went to college in the same state and city as the concert. I quickly bought myself a room when she told me the news.

After a while of packing I finally finish and take a shower before falling asleep. The next morning Mable picks me up and I stuff her car with my luggage and baggage. "Hey love you ready?" Mable asks me with a cheery tone that makes me smile. "Yep Im ready! Let's go." She steps on the gas pedal and we fly off into our 5 hour rode trip.
By the end of the trip we make it to the hotel and settle in. I lay on the bed and order some food for myself knowing that Mable is probably out to see her boyfriend. While waiting on my chick-fil-à to come I throw my clothes around to find what I'm going to wear. "Mmm I could wear that..." I put together a marble pattern skirt and tie together shirt with lace up bauble heels. "Heels at a concert might not be the best choice but hey at least I'll look hot." I joke out loud to myself while hanging up the planned outfit. After hanging up the outfit and eating my food I fell asleep in the hotel bed.
Next morning I brush my teeth and wash my face, the normal hygiene routine. As I got dressed my friend was on the phone with her boyfriend the whole time pretty much ignoring me. "Okay this is gonna be a pain in the ass." I say as I notice she's ignoring everything else for him. I didn't mind her having a boyfriend but she was always about him when she was with him. "Okay Im ready!" Mable says loudly when she sees me. 'Finally' I mumble to myself. We leave the hotel and drive to the concert after picking up her boyfriend. Needless to say I was tossed in the backseat. The whole way I listened to my playlist of random songs to help me not be tired of his songs when I hear it. Cause i don't care what anyone says, you can always be tired of a song. Before I know it we get to the concert and because they were so caught up on each other I walked in myself. I couldn't get front row, not that I really wanted it anyway. I got a far up seat kinda like a stadium looking down on them instead of up at them. After using the bathroom and buying snacks I went and claimed my seat.
The concert was amazing and it was definitely worth the money in my opinion. But what pissed me off the most is what I realized once the concert was over.

"ANSWER THE FUCKING PHONE MABLE!!" I yelled in frustration down in the seats at the concert still. No one there but me and the only ride I had wasn't responding. I couldn't find her and the messages and calls were being ignored. "She's literally on Instagram right now wtf!" I check her Instagram to see she's active so I decided to text her just that. 'You're literally active on Instagram right now are you serious!?' Just then she turned her activity status off. What is her problem.
"Excuse me miss." I turn around to see a security guard staring at me. "The concerts over can you please leave." His tone wasn't helping me at all and I wasn't trying to be a bitch about it but I let out my anger a bit. "No my only ride fucking left me." The security guard rolled his eyes. Tf is this guys problem? Do people try to sneak in like this or something?
"Ma'am I hardly believe she left you without notice so please can-" I cut him off fast as hell cause who are you talking to? "First of all! Of course it's hard to believe cause your best friend didn't fucking leave you to be with her boyfriend! So fuck off unless you wanna provide me with a way home. No? Okay that's what I thought." I end the conversation there and stare at the man until he leaves to what I assume is tell someone I'm "trespassing". A few minutes later a crew of guards walk out surrounding an individual in the middle of them. I ignore them and focus on Mable literally avoiding me. "Yo can you just leave already? I got shit to do man." I look up and see the man himself. Playboi Carti. I blush and try my best not to stutter. "Well I don't know if your guard from earlier told you but I don't have a way home. I can show you how many times I've called my friend and she won't answer. She literally just turned her Instagram status off because I saw her active while I was calling her. I don't know what to do cause now I have no way back to my hotel." I try not to cry cause my bestfriend literally just left me to go with her fuck ass boyfriend. "Oh. Well no he ain't tell me all that. Yeah I'll give you a ride." What? Why is he so quick to trust me? What if I was a crazy fan? "For real? You aren't joking are you?" I don't know what to believe more. The fact that my friend just betrayed me and left me here myself with no way back, or that Playboi Carti himself is gonna help me home. "The fuck imma lie for? Come on and hurry up before I change my mind." I quickly get my stuff and follow him with his guards still surrounding us. It's like 3 hours later nobody here. But I guess you always gotta make sure.
He guides me out to a black Cadillac Escalade. "Ooo fancy." "Thanks." He says as I feel embarrassed. I ain't think he heard that. I open the door for myself and get in the back seat next to Carti. His driver gets in front and asks where I'm going. "Raven Hotel please." He puts the hotel in and starts driving after saying, "Okay ma'am it's a hour and 17 minute drive. Let me know if you need to stop somewhere and I will do." "Thanks" I say lowly almost to myself. I didn't think about how long the drive was. I'm gonna be sitting next to Playboi Carti for almost an hour and a half. I could make conversation I guess. "Um Carti?" He looks over to me and takes out an airpod and I instantly feel like regret. Girl he's obviously trynna relax and I made him take me home i should just leave him alone. "Uh yeah?" I blink in realization I've been staring at him. "Uh sorry! I didn't realize you were listening to music. I just wanted to say thanks Carti. For taking me back to the hotel. Which is pretty far like you really didn't have to take me!"
He nodded at me. "You good." Was all he said before he put his airpod back in. Welp I totally embarrassed myself. I turn my phone on and send Mable one last message saying "fuck you and your boyfriend" before blocking her on everything. I might have gotten a ride to the hotel but how will I get home for real? Probably plane? Bus? Ugh. I don't know. "My names Jordan by the way." "Huh?" I turn and look at the rapper and he looks at me while slightly slouching in his seat. "My names Jordan. Jordan Carter." I smile. Well at least we're not sitting in complete silence. "Oh yeah I know." I say while laughing. Wtf weirdo? You know? I sound like a stalker. "Oh. Well you kept saying Carti so I assumed you didn't know." He said while smiling but still looking at his phone. "Well you're a celebrity and all I didn't think I was allowed to just use your name. We're don't know each other." I explain my reasoning for not using his first name. "I mean I'm taking you home and you're stuck with me for an hour and some minutes so you might as well get used to me. What's your name?" I smile and tell him my name to which he nods and smiles. "So you went to my concert I assume you like my music?" He teases me and makes me blush. "Uh- well yes i wouldn't come without liking you." He nods and continues the conversation. "Fa sure fa sure. So, why you by yourself? Y'a boyfriend left you or something?" I cringe at the question. I hated having to explain I was single. I always felt bad about it. "Uh. No my bestfriend and her boyfriend left me. I'm single." After stating that I was single he turns to me like I caught his attention. "You need some new friends." He said the simple line. "Luckily for you, I'm here. You got my number." I stares at him clueless. "You keep assuming I know stuff. Nigga I was scared to use your first name what makes you think I have your number?" I unintentionally curse at him like I would do my normal friends. "Last fan I helped spoke my first name pretty easily. And I never offered her my number. She just had it. Then I realized she wasn't stranded at the stadium she was just lying to see me." He said as he typed his number into my phone. I'm uncontrollably smiling as he does. At least I understand why that guard was hella strict.
We sat and talked for what felt like minutes until I realized we were at the hotel already. "Oh! I guess that's me huh. Thanks Jordan I'll see you another time. Bye!" I hug him tightly before waving goodbye and leaving. I was able to get another friend to pick me up and I hadn't talked to Mable again. She tried to talk to me at college but I ignored her. Me and Jordan on the other hand? We talk every chance he gets.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~