(I know I do ddot tm but nb gives me suggestions.)
Y/N POV
Harlem, New york. Y/n place.
I was sitting on my couch waiting for DD to come pick me up. We'd been dating for 9 months and I didn't really like him, and he didn't like me. It was all for the cameras.
I was so pissed because I looked cute and I knew this nigga wasn't really going to pick me up, so I was gonna be on my stalker bull shit to find out where he at.
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I walked into my room and sprayed on perfume before walking out the door and locking it.
DD shared his location with me once and I can stalk it from there because he never turned it off.
I ordered a uber and followed the directions to the address he was at.
I pulled up and there were hella cars outside and loud ass music.
I saw my ex bestfriend, Ddot as soon as I walked in, but DD made me stop talking to him while we were together so people wouldn't think the wrong thing, and thought he wouldn't want to see me after that.
I walked around the big ass house looking for him until I found him in one of the rooms fucking some blonde girl.
"That's mad cute!" I said in a high pitched tone, taking a video.
Dd scrambled to find his clothes and so did his snow bunny.
I just laughed as I watched the pair panic, still recording.
"Niggas do anything for the camera, so nah don't let me stop you! Keep doin it fa the camera!" I said in a sarcastic tone.
"So...who is she?" I asked, squinting at her.
"OH SHIT! You Alabama! DAMN! Finna make a bag wit this video." I scoffed.
DD just stared at me dumbfounded as he put his clothes on.
"I'm glad I neva got the dick...shi look wack as fuck." I laughed, making him mad.
"Ain't shit funny." DD mumbled.
"Say that shi with yo chest since you gangsta...Matter fact, where yo knock? Pussy." I spat, putting my hand that wasn't recording out.
"What, bro?" Dd sighed, looking at my hand.
"Ya watch that I bought, and the chain. Hand that shi ova." I said, still recording.
"Can you stop recording niggas? You blowin minds." He muttered, taking off the watch and the chain putting them in my hand.
"Oh and I want the 10k I spent on you fa yo birthday. If you don't, you'll hear from some people." I said, stopping the recording.
"You finna bring lawyers n ya shi? Weird ass oppy bitch." He mumbled the last part.
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Sugarhill Imagines.
FanfictionDiscontinued imagines book about Notti and DD Osama as well as Sugarhill Ddot.