Our little Love

Chapter 1:Before the Party

Mariah POV

Right now I'm at my best friend Asia Ace house. She was getting ready for some party that was happening tonight.

"Riaha what should I wear... I don't want to be to dressy but I don't want to be to casual," Asia yelled from inside her closet.

"Why you asking me, you know I never go out to parties anymore," was my responses.

"That's why you should come. Ever since you and Tommy broke up, you haven't been yourself," she said .

Hearing his name irritated my soul but made my heart break a little more.

"Mariah I'm going to keep it real with you, I'm tired of watching you cry about how your life is so difficult, when you can have it way worse," she said with her hands on her hips .

"You and Tommy broke up six months ago, get over it. Stop giving him the satisfaction of seeing you down," she continued.

As you can see my best friend is blunt as hell but that's why I love her cause she ain't never gonna to hide what she got to say.

But the problem was Tommy truly hurt me and I'm just not over it .That nigga broke my heart.

"If I go and I see him what do I do? I mean the party is at his house I'm going to end up seeing him," I said.

"Well you grab you a drink and grab you a fine ass dude and you dance and let go just for tonight," she said.

She was right I'm Mariah Adams and I'm gorgeous. I can have any nigga I want so why keep thinking about someone who don't want me.

" Okay I'm in but I'm not dressing like no hoe," I said with a smirk.

She laughed and said " yassss I got my bitch back."

I couldn't help but to roll my eyes at her stupid ass responses but I smiled cause I knew tonight wasn't going to be that bad .

Running into her closet we found are outfits and changed. I look comfy and cute with my black bralette, white high waisted shorts and gold timbs. Last but not least I put my grayish black cardigan. And for accessories I wore a gold necklace with my gold Michael Kors watch.

Putting some eyeliner on with my mascara to make my light brown eyes pop. I added some sparkly lip gloss and I was done .
I had Asia help put my black hair up into a perfect bun to finish off my look.

Now that I was done I look in the floor length mirror at my reflection and I seen the old Mariah. The girl who had fun and always was the party not the sad girl I turn into. Something sparked in me and I promise myself I was done crying over people who didn't deserve my tears.

Snapping out of thought I heard Asia say
" You ready to go."

Nodding I look her up and down cause she looked cute and said " Who you dress up for?"

She said " Your mama". Smh I can't stand her.

Asia was wearing a simple acid washed romper with her white and blue Jordan's 6 on. Her hair bone straight and make up on point.

We left the house prepared for the night or so we thought we was prepared.