𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓭 𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓖𝓻𝓸𝔀 𝓣𝓸𝓸 🥀

Two

We ran into a couple of fans today and took some pictures and videos. I love meeting our fans. It really makes my day knowing we have strangers who support us dearly. We arrived back to Niecy's house and were playing UNO. I was winning, of course, until I got an email and checked it. What the fuck! Oh my gosh!

"Oh my God! Charlie! Oh my goodness!" I yelled.

"What!"

"We just got an opportunity to collab with Taylor and Bryan! The top influencers in at the moment! Are fucking kidding me?"

Bryan and Taylor were a couple who also have individual channels doing their own thing, but were still loved by their fans.

"Stop fucking playing. Are you for real?"

"I'm dead ass,"

"That is actually huge. They are very selective on who they collaborate with and it's never any issue with them," Kiya added.

"This is a moment right now. What do they wanna do? Like!"

"This such a good opportunity, but the only catch is with it being a truth or dare, we have to do what the fans tell us. So, there's no fake nothing! And they're paying us big money! BIG MONEY! They wanna get on a call as soon as possible,"

"We got to split it?"

"No. We get our own stash,"

"Is it just you two?" Kiya asked.

"Well, they didn't wanna seem like it was a couple thing, so they asked three other people to come,"

"Well, let's go home and get to calling!" Charlie said, as she rushed towards the door.

"Okay! I guess I'll see ya later,"

Charlie and I rushed out the door and went to the car. With such a big opportunity like this, I'd leave too!

"Ya already know the drill," Stevie said.

"I got my comments ready!" Kiya said.

"Make it some good ones!" Niecy said.

"Do it anonymously," Nia suggested.

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After getting off the phone with Bryan and Taylor, I felt rejuvenated. The fact that I'm doing this with my best friend is the most positive feeling right now. I don't know what others see in us, but it's working.

"EEEE! He loved us! I cannot wait for this collab. This is like a dream," Charlie said as she rejoiced the opportunity. "Im so happy right now—I need a hug,"

"I'm right here!"

She came in for the hug and I felt my heart melt. Something about her hugs always gets me. It's as if time stands still and all my worries disappear, enveloped within the warmth of her embrace. There's a kind of magic in the way she holds me close, a comfort that words can't provide. Each hug feels like coming home after being away for too long, familiar and deeply comforting. The scent of her, mixed with the softness of her touch, creates a sense of peace I've found nowhere else. It's more than just an embrace; it's an exchange of trust, love, and a silent promise to be there for each other. In those moments, wrapped in her arms, I find strength and solace. Her hugs speak volumes, telling me I'm loved, valued, and everything will be okay. Indeed, something about her hugs always gets me, rendering me grateful for her presence in my life.

We pulled apart from one another and we were left holding hands. She sighed out of relief. I quickly let go and put my hands on my waist.

"Okay, so next week the collaboration with them is happening. We have to be ready and prepared for this moment! We just have to be ourselves together,"

"Yeah,"

"I'm going to take a shower and meet up with Shelly at the diner. I promised I was gonna get us dinner later,"

"Oh, it's cool. I'll just be here when you get back,"

"If you're still up, maybe we can watch some TV and cuddle together. How does that sound?"

"Great,"

I can hear her rummaging through her belongings to find some clothes to wear. I wonder if she's gonna wear that cute skirt set she never wore out. How is her hair going to look? Is she going to wear my favorite color, yellow? Why am I asking these ridiculous questions? I was interested in getting a sneak peak of her outfit so I can see what she's wearing. It's not creepy. I call it seeing if she got that shit on. Not to much on me.

I quietly went up the steps and tiptoed to her room. Her door was cracked open just enough for me to see what she was going to wear. I didn't see anything yellow, so I guessed she might be opting for a different color. As I stood there, her footsteps grew louder, and I quickly hid behind the shelf to avoid being caught. Peeking over the shelf for a moment, I accidentally caught a glimpse of her bare body which left me stunned. My eyes widened in surprise, and I immediately retreated behind the shelf, feeling slightly guilty for intruding on her privacy. Despite the unexpected turn of events, I couldn't help but admire her beauty. She was simply captivating to look at, and I found myself mesmerized by her flawless appearance. I couldn't deny the fact that she was perfect in every way, and my initial shock turned into a sense of awe and admiration.

"I think I'll wear this purse with this outfit," she said.

She then went into the bathroom and ran the shower water. I peeped again and she wasn't there this time. I carried myself back downstairs and sat back on the couch. I turned on some TV to get mind off of the scene, but nothing was helping. This is just making my admiration worse, but stronger. Did I just violated her privacy? I mean, it was an accident. I would never take advantage of her.

Moments later, she came rushing downstairs in a cute spring skirt set. It was mini jean skirt, some black and white Nike shoes, a cropped gray hoodie, a Tote bag, and some accessories. Her hair was in a nice and neat bun and she wore some artsy glasses.

"How do I look, Jennah?" She asked.

"You are a true vision of loveliness,"

"Oh, really? That was such a beautiful compliment," she placed her hands across her chest and poked her bottomed lip out.

"It's true. You have an incredible presence,"

"You starting to get deep with these compliments, girl. I love it!"

"Just hyping you up,"

"Thank you! Okay, I'll be back in a few hours. Hopefully I'll be back for our plans. I love you,"

"I love you too!"

She is simply breathtaking. A radiation of beauty. No one can compare. It's such a-shame I have these unfortunate feelings for her, but how can one control how they feel? It's a task! Especially when you two live together and have built a strong friendship. I don't wanna ruin anything we have and it's tearing me apart. Stevie is right! I have to say something soon.