BEST FRIEND'S BOYFRIEND → DAVE EAST

|ELEVEN|

*LAURYN'S POV*
Dave and I have been around each other non stop for about a month now. Things have been completely fucking sweet.

Every night we're over at his crib, having the best sex ever! Oooh, child! That man just knows how to put it down!

He's always taking me out on dates. Now that I think about it, every other day we're going out on dates.

It turned out that Dave really is the romantic type. He just wasn't with Symphony, because he got fed up with her ass.

I nicknamed him my HHR.

My Hopeless Hood Romantic.

I know, I'm corny. But I can't help it.

Never did I ever think that this day would ever come between me and Dave. He shows me that he's not the same, ignorant Dave like he used to be. I'm glad he's not.

"Girl, you be coming up in here smiling like a damn fool every morning. We ain't seen you this happy in a long time."

Monique said as she was working on a client's hair. I suddenly felt myself blush, turning to look at Monique.

"I know right. He's just the best."

"I swear, if Dave hurts you.. we're going to have a whole ass issue, bitch. I promise you."

Tiffany spoke up. The girl that was getting her hair done by Mariah looked at us slowly.

"Dave as in... who?"

"Why are you asking about my man? You know about him or something?"

"As in David Brewster..?"

"How do you know who I'm talking about?"

Now, I was concerned. Who was this trick ass hoe, and how did she know about MY Dave?

The girl suddenly laughed, shaking her head and getting up from the seat as Mariah finished up her hair. The girl suddenly pulled something out of her pocket, which was a box. She handed it to me.

"You don't remember me? The name is Mille. Give that to your man when you next see him. I gotta go."

Millie? Who the fuck is Millie and why is she —

Wait!

I swear when I tell you I have short term memory loss or something, it's not even funny. Millie is literally Dave's ex girlfriend that he was with for forever!

I didn't notice her for a second, she looks so different now that we're older.

"Millie, what's in the box? And why would I give it to Dave?"

"Because, he's been dodging my calls from left to right for weeks. Now that I find out you're fucking him, you're the reason why. I can't believe he really ended up with the fat ass he talked so much shit about."

As soon as I heard the words fat ass, I got triggered and grew angry. Right when I was about to swing on the hoe, Mariah pulled me back.

"Laur, calm down! You can lose your property for fighting a client on sight!"

"Get this trick ass hoe out of my fucking salon before I really fuck her up!"

"I would love to see you try, BITCH!"

Millie yelled, trying to get closer to me but Monique grabbed her, guiding her out of my salon before I could get ahold of her.

"Is this fucking hoe serious?! She gonna come up in MY salon, her hair done by one of MY workers, then try to speak on my man and degrade me?! Who the fuck does she think she is?!"

"What the hell even is this?"

Tiffany picked up the box that I dropped, opening it, only to reveal that it was a..

Positive pregnancy test?!

"No way that this shit is happening! Did he really get her pregnant and not even try to mention to me that he was fucking on her?!"

"Why don't you ask him?"

Monique pointed to the door, which Dave just walked into. He was holding a bag of food that I asked him to get me for my lunch break. I looked at him, trying not to cry.

"Your hoe ass baby mama just walked up in here, tryna play me like I was some bitch!"

"Baby mama? Bae, what are you talking about?"

"Your little hoe ass ex girlfriend Millie! She had the fucking nerve to come up in here, get her hair done, then hand me a damn box which has a positive pregnant test! Are you fucking kidding me, David?! You didn't even have the common decency to tell me you fucked her?! When did this even happen?!"

At this point, I was fueling with angry tears. Dave tried holding onto me, but I just pushed him away so he didn't have the chance to even touch me.

"Bae! Can you please calm down —"

"Calm down?! Are you even kidding me?! You got your fucking ex girlfriend pregnant, and didn't even try to warn me!"

"I Fucked her before I even got serious with you! And I thought I ain't have to deal with her anymore after —"

"She said she's been calling you for weeks, Dave! That's who it really was?! Every single time you said you were getting scam calls?!"

"I kept ignoring her because I thought she was just calling cause she wanted more dick! I don't want nothing to do with her!"

"Too late, Dave! You have a CHILD on the way WITH her, David! You're way past that!"

"Lauryn —"

"Please, just go. I have to finish my shift. Thanks again for the food."

"Baby..."

"Leave me alone, Dave."

I looked away from Dave, wiping my tears away.

Damn, only a month in of dealing with each other and he already pulls this bullshit...

"Fine. You don't wanna talk to me now? I'll just wait for you outside ya crib then."

"Don't fucking bother, Dave."

"You my girl, I'm supposed to make sure you straight —"

"You're way past that now, David! Just leave me the fuck alone, and take your ass home! Maybe you should call your baby mama back too, to have an update on your.. future child."

Just saying the words hurt my heart.

I really can't believe this shit.