"I hate that bitch" I mumble walking out the building. One of these days I'm just going to quit and not give a fuck. I understand this your company and all but you don't have to be a rude ass bitch. I don't know what they get out of being like that "talking about my designs suck! Bitch you suck!" I throw my bag in the passenger seat and got into the driver seat "now if I tell August to blow this bitch up then I'm gone be wrong"
I started my car and pulled off headed to his house. I hope he cooked. Probably not since he's barely out the hospital. They changed his medication and he's not really a fan of it.
I picked us up some food and got a few things for August's place. I damn near had everything there but it doesn't hurt to get even more.
"Wait Ace" I run in the apartment barely having time to close the door. I was about to piss on myself.
"Damn girl why you in a hurry"
"I got to pee" I sit the bags down and ran to the bathroom. I damn near fell in the toilet because he never puts it down.
August walked in beside Ace "how was work"
Then I frowned remembering "that bitch said my work is ugly! In a room full of people too! I was so embarrassed. I started to just slap her"
"You want me to shoot that bitch up"
"Can you just egg her or some?" I wanted her to be embarrassed not dead.
"Okay baby I will" August say as I wiped myself and then flushed the toilet. I washed my hands before wrapping my arms around his neck and pecking his lips a few times
"That's why I love you, how was your day"
"Man Katie on her bullshit" that's his boss "trynna fire me knowing I been in the hospital"
"I took your paperwork up there" so he could be excused. I've been taking it there for years and nothing like this have happened before. "They just did the regular 'tell him to get well' did you tell her"
"I did she ain't trynna hear that" bet I be up there tomorrow. August doesn't miss days like me. He goes to work on his scheduled days and even some of his off days. He only miss days if he's not able to get out of bed or he's in the hospital. He's a damn good worker and imma just remind her "talking about maybe I should work at the hospital since I be there so much. She better be glad my mama raised me right"
"Fuck that bitch" I rolled my eyes "I should've picked you up so you could Target shop too"
He started laughing wrapping his arms around my waist "how much did you spend"
"Just $391. I got you some towels"
"When did I ever say I need some towels? I still got a brand new pack you bought"
"Yeah but I don't want your bathroom to be black and grey anymore"
"You picked those colors" he laugh
"Yeah but baby I found a cute shower curtain so now you're doing red and white" I play with his ears "but it's more so like a wine? Imma keep some of the silver in here though"
He started laughing "what if I don't want my bathroom those colors"
Never thought about that. He usually just lets me do anything I want. "I'll take it back"
"I'm just playing baby. Have fun" he peck my lips "these all the bags"
"I can get them" he just got out the hospital
"Don't get your shit rocked with that" I looked at him "I can get some damn Target bags"
"That lady said not to strain your body. Just sit cute and let me get the bags"
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More than Friends
FanfictionAriana Fletcher and August Alsina have been best friends for years. Everybody but them can see the chemistry between the two, would they accept fate or would it be too late? Short Story