Loosely based on "I'm The One" by Victoria Monét. Zara has in the background watching her longtime crush fall in and out of love for years. She always wondered what I would feel like to have his attention in a nonplatonic way. She hopes that one day...
Today has been nonstop for me. I've been trying to make sure that everything was perfect for tonight. I was gonna be presenting Zara with her trip, but I wanted to do it with all our people. So I told everyone that we were going to dinner and the restaurant to meet us at. Meanwhile, I've been keeping her preoccupied most of the day and took her shopping. Basically treating today like a normal hangout for us and she hasn't suspected a thing.
Zara: (looks in the backseat) I feel kinda bad you got so much shit for me today.
Tyler: (chuckles) Really? Wasn't you the one that said you can make my pockets hurt? Now you feel bad for attempting?
Zara: Yeah. But it felt weird in a sense.
Tyler: Because you're used to buying your own shit. But I enjoy buying nice things for you. Makes me feel good that I can get whatever you want or need.
Zara: (grins) Guess this is something to get used to. Huh?
Tyler: (smirks) Yup. Are you hungry at all?
Zara: (raises a brow) Do you know who you're talking to? You already know I'm hungry.
Tyler: (chuckles) Wanna go out to eat?
Zara: Sure. I think I wanna change though.
I wanted for us to change too, but I had to play it off so I wasn't giving so easily.
Tyler: What's wrong with what you have on?
Zara: You know I like to dress up when I Go to Geoffrey's.
Tyler: That's where you wanna go?
Zara: Duh!
It took everything in me to keep a poker face. I knew she would wanna go there because it's her favorite restaurant. With the time being 4:40, with a reservation for 7, that gave us plenty of time to head to my place and get ready. Then travel time.
I already had the balcony area booked out for our private party. We didn't need randoms and blogs and shit ruining our night.
Tyler: (nods) Aight. Let's go change then. . . . Around 6pm, I stood at the bottom of my spiral staircase as I watched Zara saunter down while putting on her gold tear drop shaped Bottega Veneta earrings.
One thing about this woman is she loves to bring the dramatics with her fits.
Tyler: What's with the gloves?
Zara: (lifts her sunglasses) It brings the drama, T. Plus, there's nothing wrong with a pop of color.
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Tyler: (pokes her nails) How do you even get them on with these long ass claws?
Zara: (sucks her teeth) By sliding them onto my hand, nigga. That's how.
