Crazy- Dd Osama

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12:00pm
New York📍

Edit: Michael is Yannas youtuber cousin.

I slide across Michaels floorboard in my socks feeling energetic and blasting music in my airpods. I get to a stop when sliding and start dancing to the song.

Whilst dancing I turn around and spot Michael looking at me. I slide across to him and squish his face whilst lip syncing the words "That's where I messed up, I should've kept in touch
Cause I ain't the type that will hit it and quit it". I move his head in all directions aswell as moving mine around—I'm really getting into this song.

I let go of his face and start moving my hips to the beats. Bending over and putting my hands to my knees criss crossing and twerk for a second then move my right hand in a big circle. I don't know if you can call this dancing at this point.

I walk over to Michael and he walks backwards horrified. I run up to him and put my hands on his face moving it again and also moving mine. I stare at him intensely then smile.

"Are you going crazy?," Michael says something but I don't hear him—I shout. "Huh?!" He grabs my arm away from him and takes out my right airpods. I puff and cross my arms forcefully over my chest "Yanna I'm meant to be doing a YouTube video today."

I gasp loudly and pause the music looking at him crazy. "Why didn't you tell me!" I shove my phone in my back pocket. "What time are you recording?" I question— now acting all serious.

"I'm thinking of recording in 2 hours but I'm doing a collab so Im gonna have to pick them up" he says whilst looking at me with his dark brown eyes "And you," he puts his finger on my forhead "Are going to be in the video" he smiles at me wildly his dimples showing.

"What," I look at him and scan over his face. His Dreads look more fresh because he got a retwist yesterday due to him being featured in a music video last night. His caramel skin looks smoother and oily. I think he had a shower. He smells nice too. "You smell nice"

He walks into the kitchen opening the fridge "Thanks, but you didn't answer my question" grabs a bunch of grapes and washes them.

"There was a question?" I stand up and sit on the counter grabbing a grape and popping it in my mouth smiling at him then pull a face. "The grape is sour" I tell him. "Ok and? I'm still bouta eat it"

Pig— I think about his question. Do I want to be featured in his video? Hmm. "Sure" I lift up my bum at bit and grab my phone from my back pocket. I go onto instagram. "Who's the people your collabing with?"

I look up and Michaels now sitting at the counter eating his grapes. He furrows his eyebrows and thinks about the question for a second then answers "You'll find out when the video starts" I look at him angrily, "Are you being for real? I have to wait 2 hours just to see people your featuring in a video?"

He laughs. "Yes and?" I hop down from the counter and walk over to him. I stand behind him facing the door. Ready to run "How wonderful" I sarcastically say and slap the back of his head and dash for the guest room. Massive footsteps are heard behind me "Yanna!" I manage to get to my room and lock it.

I laugh and fall on the bed hearing Michael swear out loud. "Get ready soon, I'm going to bring them a couple minutes earlier so we can set up" He walks away.

I walk into the bathroom and start the shower. I guess I'm going to be in a video.

"Let's go pick these people up, they bout to get me loads of views" Michael says reversing out the driveway "You only using them for views?" I stare at him blankly then grab my lipgloss applying it in the mirror.

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