Solange has always liked Y/N. Y/N has always liked Solange. Neither is aware of these crushes.
Scared of admitting feelings and rejection, they've seen each other get with other people throughout the years. Like Y/N watching Solange get married and...
I woke up to the sound of someone knocking at my door. I grabbed my phone and instantly regretted it. The brightness blinded my ass for a second. It's only 9:37 in the morning. What do they want from me?
"What?" I yelled.
"Get yo ass up. We got to be at that Roc Nation brunch today." My cousin, Offset, said.
"Ight nigga." I replied.
I forgot all about that and I'm signed to Roc Nation. My memory is only good when it wants to be. I did my usual routine which also consisted of a hot shower.
These were the type of events that you had to dress all fancy for. It's just a bunch of rich celebrities, like myself, socializing with each other. Good vibes, good people, and even better food.
I slipped on a black suit. Nothing too special yet nice enough for today's event.
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I put on some very flashy jewelry. Diamond chains, a watch, earrings, and some rings. I sprayed myself in Dior cologne. I double checked that everything was good, maybe even triple checked.
I always made sure to look my best when I knew that there's a good chance that she'd also be there. I've done this for so many years. I don't know why I continue to feel this way when I know that she's never returned them same feelings.
I exited my room and met up with my brother, nephew, and cousin. Quavo, Takeoff, and Offset or the Migos to be exact.
"You done went and got fly. Who you trying to impress?" Takeoff asked.
"I'm grown. Mind your business." I reply.
"Nigga we grown too." Quavo said.
"I'm older than all of y'all still." I say.
"We know. Old ass motherfucker." Offset spoke.
"Shut up." I respond.
We got into the SUV shortly after and headed to the brunch. I expected to have a good time but not too good of a time. I know how I can get especially when I'm around bad bitches. It's not good.
When we arrived, we were greeted by cameras. I already seen this coming. There's going to be cameras everywhere during this whole thing.
Offset went to go find his wife, Quavo went to find Saweetie. Remaining was Takeoff and I. We were the only single ones.
"We really need to get us some girls." I say.
"Nah you need to get a girl. I'm going after that one." He says walking away.
"Nigga, SZA don't want you." I yell after him.
I turned around only to come in contact with Jay-Z or Shawn as I call him. Quick summary, I met him a long ass time ago. I took a flight to New York and while I was there I ran into him. We've been pretty close ever since.
