Pete Davidson x Kanye West (School Project)

Part 1 - Kanye's POV

A cool spring breeze brushed across my face as I peered into my now empty beer bottle. I sat in a random alley in the middle of LA after running away from the paparazzi. "Those jerks are gonna find me... and that definitely wouldn't be a good look. I don't want Kim seeing me like this. I just know what all those nasty headlines would be..." I stood up and threw the bottle to the ground, wiping the muck off my jeans. I lifted my hood above my head and looked around the corner. The paparazzi had turned their attention somewhere else. Carefully, I walked toward the commotion, but when I saw what they were swarming I nearly dropped dead. 

It was none other than Pete Davidson- AKA Skete- my girl's new man. I turned my head and attempted to sneak away, but it was no use. "Yo, Kanye! Yea, I see you man. Come over here!" Skete said with a sly grin. "Nah man, I... I really gotta go..." "Just one pic? It'll be good for the press, y'know..." I couldn't get away now. I sheepishly walked toward him and he put one arm around my shoulder and posed, his hard chest pressing against my frail body. "You must love all the publicity," I said in a cunning tone. "Yeah man, feels great. Tell you what... wanna get reservations at that new restaurant across the block?" He lifted his arm off me and pointed somewhere in the distance. "I've been meaning to talk to you..." He whispered to me, turning his head away from the cameras. 

Normally, I would've punched him in the face by now. I may be small, but I'm feisty. But something inside me was telling me to go with him. "Alright.. you down for 7?" I responded. "Sounds great!" I ducked out of sight as quick as I could and jumped in a taxi before the press noticed I was gone. 

Once I got home, I sprang out onto my bed regretting the decisions I made. "Why on Earth am I getting dinner with the guy Kim's seeing now? God... that was a terrible idea. But I ain't a coward, I can't back out now." I spent the next 2 hours choosing an outfit and making myself presentable. I ended up sticking with a classic black Valentino suit I'd never worn before. I shaved my face and sprayed on my favorite cologne, then grabbed the keys to my Tesla from the kitchen counter before I walked out the door. When I arrived to the restaurant, Skete was already there with 2 glasses of wine prepared for us.

"Heyyy, Kanye!" Skete said. He put his hand up for a fist bump, but I just stared at him blankly. "Right, okay..." He clenched his teeth as he slowly put his hand down. "So, I wanted to talk about Psalm." I took a sip of my wine and waited for him to continue. "His birthday is coming up soon. I think it'd mean a lot to him- and all of the kids for that matter- if they could see their dad for the party." "And Kim's on board with this?" I asked. "Well, I haven't really talked to her about it yet. But I think it'll be good for the kids. And you, I care about you, man. I know we started out rocky. But we gotta make this work," He pleaded. "Alright, fine. For the kids..." As I began to get up, he grabbed my forearm. "We don't just have to talk business. I wanna get to know you. I think it'd be good for both of us," he looked into my eyes longingly. I could tell he took a genuine interest in talking to me. I hesitated, but sat back down and sparked up a conversation.