quick disclaimer - its pronounced shy-ya
you two were just laying around talking and eating until she got a notification. she opened the message and read the contents sent to her. she smiled and asked
'less go to a motive bae' shya said
'where' you replied back
'hackeny' she said in a nonchalant tone while looking at her phone
'calm, but who is coming' you asked curiously
'erm...' shya said nervously while switching off her phone and placing it upside down on her bed
'who's coming you slag' you sat up determined to find out the person who was coming to this motive that made shya act like a missing child who couldn't find their mum
'cench...' she said in a hushed tone
'listen shya, im over him, i don't care about him no more' you said
'and do you think im not gonna go cause HE'S there, girl im starting to doubt if you know me'
shya giggled at your response.
shya was your lifelong best friend, you've known each other since you were in primary school, and both your mothers were close friends. shya was an instagram model and an actor, while you were a meer background character until, shya introduced you to a life of fame, being central cee's ex and being very close friends with dbe and stormzy and you recently started an R&B singing career, you could call yourself prominence.
shya went into her closet and got out 2 dresses for both of you guys. you rarely have any dresses considering that your thighs were a bit bigger than average and your boobs were massive and if we put this combo together, hell no.
'here you go ma' shya said, giving you a white dress
'too revealing' you said while holding up your body
shya went back to find another outfit for you. she was scrummaging through her closet and found a pink dress. she handed you the dress just for you to throw it right back at her face.
'what the fuck was that for' she was vexed
'seriously, pink? it's not the barbie premieres honey' you snapped back while rolling your eyes
'and for YOUR information pink is just not my colour' you added on
She then went back into her closet picked up the first dress she saw and threw it right back at your face, karma's bitch.
'here, wear this you fat bitch' shya angrily said
you, unfortunately, did not catch the dress and it hit you smack on your face so you ''fainted''. you stood up and dramatically gasped at her vulgar words. lifting your hand on your forehead, you fainted. again.
seconds later you stood up and tried the dress, it was black and complimented your skin. shya also threw some black boots at your feet and you tried them on after you had put on the dress. the boots fit perfectly, and for once you were lucky that you and shya have the same shoe size.
shya then threw you a black handbag and screamed, 'you're welcomee' while walking to the toilet to change.
you sat on her bed scrolling through tiktok seeing edits of central cee and his new bitch madeline. honestly, you didn't have a problem with her, she seemed like a sweet caring girl, it was more like you had a problem with HIM. you would always wonder why the fuck did he downgrading from an r&b singer to a tiktok influencer like cmon.
you stood up and looked at shya's mirror.
black on black.
your body looks scrumptious in the dress. while you were dazed in the mirror, shya came in. both of you were matching.
'you look so breedable mamas' shya said while licking her lips like a starving dog
'you look so fuckable babes' you said back while walking to her and bending her back
you too were both just goofing around and moaning until she tapped out. laughter erupted from both of your mouths. you loved moments like this, were you and shya just enjoyed life as single 22 year olds.
'y/n...'
'shya..'
'we have to goo' shya rushed while pulling my arm
you stood up with shya and went outside to her car while she locked up her house. you sat in the passenger seat and buckled up while waiting for shya. soon, she came in and started the car and drove away.
