(Beyoncé x Y/n G!p)
In the world of collegiate sports at the University of Houston, Y/n stands out not only for her basketball prowess but also for her reputation as a charming player off the court. Hailing from New York City, she navigates life as...
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"Nah I gotta drop to make tonight nigga, you know that." I put my practice uniform in my Nike duffle.
"Mane when you gone let that shit go? We got college careers now." Ty said closing his locker. "I still got bills to pay in two states, you tripping for even asking me that." I laughed.
"If your moms knew you was giving her dirty money.." I cut him off, "She ain't gone know."
I been selling since my junior year of high school and when I moved to Houston for college, I just carried those connections with me.
"Yea ight D-boy."
"Nigga don't ever call me that." I laughed walking out the locker room. "That's what you is though."
As we walked outside of the Coliseum doors, we spotted this group of girls we ain't never seen before.
"Ahh shit." I laughed.
"I ain't never seen them on campus before."
"Nigga because we don't stay on campus. They too close to my car though. I'm bouta trip out." I pulled out my key and clicked the remote start, scaring the fuck outta the four girls.
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I laughed and they looked towards me.
"What up? Y'all too close to my baby." I laughed putting my duffle in the trunk before folding my arms and leaning against the driver side door.
"We're sorry." This fine ass lightskin laughed, and I swear her laugh made my heart do backflips.
She was bad, and after she spoke, I couldn't keep my eyes off of her.
Standing directly in front of her I couldn't help but check her out. "You from here?" I asked. Her country accents what strong ass hell.
Her hair was honey blonde and straighten as she rocked a white long sleeve crop, leaving her bare stomach out with some grey sweatpants that stopped tight below her belly button. The light brown Tasman Uggs and the gold jewelry was just a fye lil touch to her chill fit.
It all complemented her body so well.
"...Are you?" Oh shit. I zoned out, ion even know her she answer my question. "Nah I'm from New York ma." I said pretending like I was just engaged in the conversation and not just checking her out every which way.
"Mm..I knew it. You got that East coast slang." She hummed and folded her arms over her chest. I laughed, dropping my head.
"What's y'all's names?" Ty asked beating me to the question after he put his shit in his car.
"I'm Kelly." A beautiful dark skin spotting a curly fro spoke.
"LaTavia."
"LeToya."
"Nah y'all names to similar, ima start mixing y'all up." Ty said making them laugh. "No bullshit." I laughed.
"I really just wanna know your name." I said matching the light skinned girls stance, standing closer to her. "Ouhh"
"Why?" She smirked a little, tilting her head to the side.
"So I can see what name I gotta put on the passenger headrest." I tilted my head with her and her girls snickered behind us.
"Nah, put it on the driver side." She was quick. My lil shot didn't phase her at all.
"You think ima let you drive?"
"Mhm." Is all she said before she moved around me and leaned against the driver side door of my Dodge Charger.
Ty started talking to the other three girls, getting the attention of me and..."What's your name ma?"
"Beyoncé, but you can call me Bey."
"Bee-yon-sea?" I tried it out.
"Bee-yon-say" she corrected me.
"That's some country ah shi ma." I laughed.
"Mhm, what's your name."
"Y/n, but you can call me baby, bae, daddy. Whatever you feeling."
"Oh you think you got it like that?" She teased.
"Nah." I got lost in her hazel colored eyes and it became dead silent between the two of us.
Nah, she mine. Ion care. End of discussion.
"Beyonce! They waiting on us." I heard, breaking me from my stare.
"I'm coming!" She said but doesn't move.
"Who waiting on you?.." but before she could answer my question Kelly answered for her. "If it ain't me, it ain't important."
"Her boyfriend." She smirked trying to be funny.
"Oh. He can wait. Right?" I said turning my attention back to Beyoncé. "He most definitely can." I heard Kelly whisper.
"Actually, I should go." Beyoncé said. "I'll see you around ma." I said opening my driver side door once's she walks to where her friends are at.
"We'll see." She responded loud enough for me to hear.
