You were really excited for Burna ever since he told you that he has been invited to the Met Gala. I mean the met is a big deal.
All the celebrities you've seen on TV and what not will be there. And Burna will be part of them.
To say you were happy for him was an understatement.
What you weren't so happy about was that he hadn't hinted on who he would take as his plus one but he keeps talking with his friends on how his "date" would have to match him.
You were thinking he's taking his mum but she's in Ghana for a women empowerment conference and the met is in a two weeks.
You try getting him to spill but that didn't work out well.
"So... Are you excited for the Met?" You smile.
He shrugs still scrolling on his phone. "Not so big of a deal." His pride is larger than the Sahara desert.
"So, who are you taking?" You press on. He momentarily stills for a minute and then shrugs. Wow, its obviously not you.
"So you seriously don't know who you'll take?" You ask.
"Don't you have things to do. Like pick up my dress and shit." He says, finally look at you. You feign a smile and quickly leave him.
A week to the Met and all hands have been on deck in picking out the right shoes and jewellery for Burna.
You decided you won't be going to New York with him.
Call it childish but you were kinda hurt that he didn't even consider you.
In the dressing room, his designers and assistants were busy packing up and it was your job to supervise since you were the head assistant.
Burna walks in and walks up to you, discretely wrapping one of his hands around your waist. You've successfully avoided him for a whole week. You move away slightly making his hands drop.
"Blike say you dey vex for me." He states. Captain obvious. You thought.
"I'm not." You say not sparing him a glance.
"Yo! Burna. We gotta go." His manager calls from the door.
"When I'm back, we'll talk okay?" He says and leaves. You weren't concentrating on what he was saying. Your eyes were trained on the other dressing bag. But I thought it was only two. Red carpet and after party. You thought.
You decides to check it out. You got there and saw a name written on it. Your name.
He was planning on taking you. Shit.
Burna arrived some hours later. You've been waiting.
You couldn't help the words spilling out of your mouth. "Are you taking me to the Met?"
"Of course, you're my girlfriend." He states in a duh tone.
"I thought you were taking someone else" I say looking down.
"Why would I do that?" He lifts your chin up. "I should have asked you formally right?"
"Of course you mumu. You made me feel sad." I say.
"Oya sorry. Would you like to be my plus one to the met?" He smirks.
"Fuck yeah." I reply.
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They'll definitely be a part 2.
Right now though, I'm obsessed with Asake's 2:30.
