Rave & Roses {A Rema Fanfic}

11 - Rema

One month later
Lagos, Nigeria

"Thats fucked up man!!" I laugh from my position on the right side of the car. I was seated legs apart, a tray with weed on it. I held the blunt in between my fingers and brought it to my lips.

Michael was seated beside me his socked feet wrapped around him. He had his phone in his hands, he was reading comments from his tweet and we were laughing so hard.

"Guy I dey tell you, twitter na the most savagery app on Earth! See how they take drag the man!" He exclaims scrolling through his feeds. "What's up with you these days??"he drops his phone on his laps and sipped from his cup.

I lean back using my hands as support behind me. "Well ya know, been chilling and all that."

"You're still holding up with the album though, Big boss is beginning to question me, you sure it's coming on?" He ask rolling his own weed.

I scratch the back of my neck, "Yeah, sure.It'll be ready soon, just working on some songs."

"I'm thinking of hosting a party for Zara, ya know like a welcome back party."

"Oh that's good."

"Yeah, it's been officially six months since she's been in Nigeria, I just wanna make her feel comfortable ya dig?"

I nod. After that day at Disney Land we've been very good, we facetimed a lot, hung out at each others house, after she opened up to me about her past, I found myself slowing falling in love with her.

"Just let me know when and where, I'll help you with the planning."

Michael nods and looks back at his phone. I grin as the car dealership company came in view. I was in mood to spend money so I decided to buy a new car.

"You sure they got good stuffs in here??" I ask Michael.

"Yes na. I bought this car from here," he said putting his shoes back on.

I wore my beanie back on. I had to look good always. I wore an camouflage combat joggers, green top, a diamond necklace with my name spelt on it,white sneakers and matching cross bag.

Michael wore a green sweatshirt, blue jeans and nike shorts. Diamonds on his neck and wrist. Believe me he's a flashy niggas but I love him no matter what.

We got down and was escorted in by his bodyguard and securities. We were met at the door by some people.

The people here seemed to be one of Michael people because he dabbed them and shook hands with most of them.

"Guy, this is Malik he owns this dealership. Malik meet my gee Rema." Michael pulls a fat man and introduce him to me. The man wore a shirt and jeans. He also had few gold chains on his neck, he obviously was a Lagos big boy.

"Welcome to Mali Luxury Car," Malik gave me his hand to shake, I shook it and smile at him.

"Thank you."

"So I'll walk you around then." Malik say and turn. Michael and I follow him. He took us round showing us different type of cars, Benz,G-wagon,Camry,Toyota etc. I yawned all through the walk because they looked bad even though they were good.

"Yo, ain't you got nothing fancy??" I ask making both men look at me. Malik smiles while Michael laugh. I already had a car being imported down to Nigeria for me so I wasn't trying to go big bug I wanted sometjimb dope!

"I Sha sabi say you no fit like all these cars. Bro take us to the most expensive!" Michael tells the guy. He grabs my hand.

"So this cars just arrived last week and they're all brand new tear rubber,"Malik say showing us a private section filled with dope cars. Range Rover sport, G-wagon and; I paused as my eyes caught glance of a black Rolls Royce sitting quietly waiting for Daddy aka Me!!!!