Me & U || URBAN || (DAVE EAST x KEYSHIA COLE)

Chapter 1

Psalm Syre Carter
Los Angeles, California
I watched as she moved her body in front of me. She did it so effortlessly and flawlessly. I couldn't help but study her curves, her thighs, her legs and I made sure to keep eye contact with ha every so often. I sat back and watched her as the music played in the background.

She played on the bed in front of us, smiling and inviting me to come join ha. I smiled back but sat up in my chair instead.

So shawty made ha way over to me and sat on my lap. Instantly we locked eyes and she felt on me as we mouthed the words to my song playing in the background.

I held her by her waist and gripped her tight. Ass was softer than pillows but I had to keep shit professional.

"CUT, CUT, CUT. MOTHA FUCKIN CUT!" I heard, making the both of us jump.

Looking around, I noticed that everyone on set had been pissed. The music stopped and in came my girl Ashley stomping on to the set. You could tell by the look on ha face that she was finna tear shit down.

Before she could reach me, the director of my music video stopped her. "What are you doing? This is a closed set. How did you get in here again?"

"Move nigga. That's MY MAN getting felt up on by some hoe!" She spat, pushing him out of the way and stomping her way over to me.

The girl that'd been dancing on me, got right the fuck up and walked off of set. "I'm not doing this shit no more. Y'all gonna have to find a new leading lady."

"Kylie, wait! Come back!" I pleaded.

"Alright everybody take 5! I need a cigarette break." The director huffed.

"Ashley what the fuck!" I exclaimed as she approached me.

"No, no, no NIGGA. Ion wanna hear all that."

I stood up, taking a deep breath and running my hand down my face. This was bout the 3rd time she interrupted filming. I had to stop bringing this girl on the set of my music videos.

"It's a MUSIC video. How many times I gotta tell you? You was trippin when you wunt on set and now that I have you on set...you wanna act out some mo!"

"Psalm I'm tide of it! Why was you lettin ha feel up on you like that?" She questioned.

"It's apart of the music video Ash...you know that. She's a video vixen. She was just doing ha job. It ain't real."

"Well when I knock all ha teeth out, then what?"

"Bitch WHAT? WHO TEETH YOU GONE KNOCK OUT?" Kylie exclaimed, walking onto set again.

"Aye, aye, aye. Y'all relax. Come on. Nobody's finna do nun!" I said, trying to separate them and be the peace maker.

But Ashley, like the hot head she was, managed to reach over me and rip Kylie's wig clean off ha head.

I stood back stunned. Couldn't even process what had happened until Ashley started taking ha shoes off and swinging at Kylie. As soon as that happened, muh fuckas took they phones out and started recording. This shit was gone be on The Shade Room in 45 minutes, tops.

I swear this director wunt never gonna wanna work with me again. This shit was embarrassing. I loved Ashley with all my heart but shawty was straight up the jealous, possessive type.

I liked it at first but it got old, fast.

She begged to be on the set and I told ha not to feel no typa way about my leading lady. But she caused a scene as expected.

"Ashley stop it!" I exclaimed, trying to pull her off of the girl.

Me and a few other people had to separate the two. This shit was fuckin crazy. Swear Ashley wunt coming to anymore of my shoots. It was clipped fa ha.