Lost N Luv (Key Glock)

1.

Walking into the radio station Chalynn smiled to herself, this was her first big interview and she was excited to blow it out of the water. She was also nervous about it, usually, in his interviews, he was one of those people who was standoffish. He had been open in the past but she was hoping that she could get him to be open with her.

Chalynn's phone buzzed; Sissy: Tell Glock I said hi.

She laughed at her sister's message and put her phone away as she opened her Macbook for the questions that she had for him.

"Don't forget, your career relies on this interview." Her boss Don warned while he was partly joking, he wasn't in the same sense.

Key Glock was the first big-name artist to touch their radio show in a while and if this interview went badly he would be the last. Rappers didn't like interviews where they touched too much on their personal lives or questions that were rude or antagonizing.

"I know Don, no need to make me even more nervous." Chalynn sucked in her breath. She heard a loud commotion in the hallway and her heart dropped. Key Glock stepped into the building with about 10 different men behind him.

Chalynn stood to her feet and smiled as she made eye contact with Key Glock. Lay being her awkward self didn't know whether or not to hug him or give him a handshake. Does he even want me to touch him?

Chalynn was starstruck, Key chuckled at the beautiful girl in front of his face that was at a loss for words. He watched as she just stood there staring at him.

"Chalynn !" Don hissed causing everybody in the room to look his way, the special guest scratched the back of his head because he didn't like how the man was speaking to her.

"I'm sorry. Have a seat here. I'm Chalynn." She spoke rather nervously, Don wasn't helping the situation and he just embarrassed her in front of their guest. She held her hand out to motion for him to sit down in the chair. Glock noticed how shy she was and decided to spark a blunt, after taking a few pulls from it he handed it over to

Chalynn looked at her boss before accepting it. He encouraged her to take it from Glock, she wasn't a huge smoker she did it now and then. She could thank her little sister for that, "Thank you." Taking a full long pull from it and coughed a little bit. She covered her mouth with the crevice of her arm and handed the blunt back to its owner. Key eyed her smirking, "You're welcome pretty." Shying away from his gaze she slowly felt her body begin to relax.

Don walked over to her and placed his hand on her shoulder and lightly squeezed it. Bending down to her ear he whispered something to her that not only made her uncomfortable but it made her want to quit.

"Don't fuck this up." She nodded her head as she noticed Key about to get out of his seat. He hated seeing women get disrespected in any way shape or form in front of him.

"Let's start the interview." Chalynn intervened as a chill went down her spine.

It was only a matter of time before a big-time radio station wanted to hire her and then she was out of there leaving creepy-ass Don in the dust. Walking back to his seat and getting situated Don began the count down with his fingers.

"Good morning Memphis, thank you for listening to 106.7 on your way to wherever you're going. It's your fave Lay Lay and today I have Key Glock in the building." Chalynn said a little too enthusiastically, she giggled at herself and tried to straighten up this is what happens when she smokes.