March 17, 2014 - 9:15 pm.
India Westbrooks.
" Right this way. "
Chris continued cracking jokes as we followed the man to our seats. I wiped under my eyes continuously to keep from crying. He was so retarded and his jokes took my mind off of all the butterflies and nervousness I felt.
" Here we are. "
I looked up from Chris and looked to where we were seated. We were pretty close. Third row close.
Our row was almost filled up. Chris let me go in front of him and I slid next to some woman. I couldn't see her face because she was turned the other way.
" Aye, Chris my man wassup! " I looked up to see Jamie Foxx heading our way. I had already met him a few years back but I doubt it that he remembers me. I really hope he doesn't because he could possibly know my real age.
Chris grinned, standing back on his feet and dapping him.
" Wassup? "
" Who you got with you? " Jamie tilted his shades down to the bridge of his nose.
I chuckled, standing to my feet. The woman next to me tensed up but she stayed turnt the other way.
Chris dropped his arm over my shoulder. " This is my stylist India. Jamie, India. India, Jamie. "
Jamie tapped his chin. " A nigga don't wanna sound like a creep but I remember you from some where."
I repeated his actions, tying my hardest to look confused. My heart began to beat faster.
He then snapped his finger. " Your Warren Westbrooks daughter aren't you? "
I nodded. Aw shit.
" Oh yeah, I remember we had that dinner a couple years back. " I exclaimed like I was just now remembering.
He smiled and rubbed his tummy. " Yeah, ya mama can throw down boy. But, it was nice meeting you again beautiful. "
" Same to you. " I pursed my lips into a fake smile.
Him and Chris dapped once more before he took off to his seat.
" You famous out here, India. " Chris chuckled as we sat down and drapped his arm over the back of my seat.
Before I could reply, the brown haired woman next to me turned around. " Surprise baby! "
I turned to face her. My eyes widen once I realized who it was.
Chris bottoms lip tucked in as he furrowed his eyebrows.
" Karrueche? "
Kae smiled at the both of us. " I wanted to surprise you here. My flight got canceled. "
He nodded, forcing a smile on his face. They leaned forward over me and pecked eachothers lips.
" Oh my bad. That was probably weird. " Karrueche chuckled more to herself.
I fake laughed, shaking my head. " No problem. "
But there was a problem. I felt like a third wheel. I also felt selfish because I wanted Chris to myself and we weren't even a couple. Chris didn't even seem genuinely happy anymore. He sunk into his chair, watching as everyone else filled into the room.
" But, nice to meet you India. I've heard a lot about you. " She smiled hard at me. She actually seemed nice. If I was her, I would be slightly upset if my boyfriend took someone else to an award show. But, all she showed was genuine kindness.
