Amara's Outfit (first is the outfit second is the makeup third is hair)
"You good baby" Cee asks as Amara fixes her hair in the mirror. "Yeah just a little nervous" she says rubbing shimmery oil on her now 5 month old pregnancy bump.She had gotten pretty good with hiding it and she felt she was finally ready to tell the world. So when Beyonce had invited her to perform at her Houston Renaissance tour it presented the perfect opportunity too.
"About" he says lifting her chin so he could stare into her beautiful brown eyes. "I just haven't performed in a while. And then i'm coming back with this" she says gesturing over to her baby bump. "I don't know it's a weird feeling" she says checking on her makeup.
He nods in understanding and he grabs her hand interlocking their fingers together. "You look stunning ma" he says as his eyes trail all over her body. "Is this an attempt to distract me?" She says staring into his chocolate orbs that he calls eyes. "Is it working" he smiles as he pulls her into a sweet kiss.
"Maybe" she says softly as his lips massage hers. "Mars you're on in a few- ewww" Juliet says disgusted. "You guys are so nasty bro oh my gosh" Juliet says fake gagging. Amara side eyes her as Cench looks down embarrassed because this was the fourth time Juliet had caught them that week.
"Ok, wish me luck" she says giving Oakley a quick peck walking out to side stage. She's mic'd up quickly and she hears Beyoncé's voice boom through the arena. "I want y'all to welcome my good friend. I've admired her resilience and strength since she started climbing the charts. So with that Amara?" She says and Amara runs out waving to the crowd that starts to roar in surprise. Amara starts her verse
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3:15-Central Cee-FINISHED
FanfictionA central cee book cus that man can get it. Just so y'know i don't write smut never have and never will edit i did write some This story contains schizophrenic tendencies mental abuse and bad parenting so read at your own risk and yea anybody who r...