(SKETE'S POV)
At first Kanye was really cold towards me. But as our dinner progressed, I could feel how great he really was inside. I felt terrible about what I was going to do, but I knew it needed to be done. "How 'bout we do this again sometime? You're a pretty cool guy," Kanye said as I signed the bill. "Course. I'm really glad we got to spend this time together. And Psalm's birthday party is next week," I told him. "I'll be there!" He smiled at me, then we walked out of the restaurant together. I stood at the entrance, watching him walk across the parking lot to his car. I swallowed the lump in my throat and drove home too.
--ONE WEEK LATER--
(KANYE'S POV)
The day had finally come, I was so excited to see my kids... and to talk with Skete again. He was a really nice guy after all, I guess I'd misjudged him. I was still nervous, though; I just couldn't believe Kim was on board with this idea. I snapped out of my thoughts when the gravel of their rocky driveway crunched beneath my car's wheels. I got out, adjusted my tie, and grabbed the crinkly blue gift bag I got for Psalm. As I was about to ring the doorbell, I found someone had already opened the door for me.
It was Kim, wearing a fitted ankle-length nude dress with rhinestones at the bottom. I admired her for a minute, then looked up to see her glaring at me. "What are you doing here?" She snapped. "I don't want you in my life anymore. And I've made that very clear." "Bab- I mean Kim, I... I'm here for Psalm's birthday party. I got him a gift, right here," I pointed at the bag. "Pete told me to come. I thought he told you..." I looked over Kim's shoulder and saw him walking down a spiral staircase. "C'mon, man, tell her."
"Tell her what?" He walked over to Kim and wrapped his arm around her waist, staring at me as if I were an alien. "Kanye, Psalm's birthday is in 2 months. Is this some kind of joke? Seriously, why are you doing this?" Skete looked at the ground silently as Kim spoke. "Look, I know you're struggling, but this is just insane!" "N-no, no, you've got this all mixed up, see... he told me..." I muttered. "Why invite you over? Look, I just can't do this. Get out." I looked into both of their eyes as I clenched the gift bag. "OUT!" The door slammed, leaving me standing speechless at their doorstep. I slowly turned around and walked to my car as my heart pounded with anger. "Skete... I thought he really meant what he said at that restaurant, I can't believe he would betray me like this! Fine, if he wants to play rough, so be it."
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Pete Davidson x Kanye West (School Project)
RomanceNo clue where I'm going with this but my final essay will be a Pete x Kanye fanfic... enjoy