𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 - 𝐓𝐲𝐥𝐚 (𝐏𝟐)

𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 "𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝙾𝚏 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎" 𝚋𝚢 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚈𝙽𝙴𝚇𝚃𝙳𝙾𝙾𝚁...

𝐎𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐏𝐎𝐕

"I literally waited my whole life for that exact moment. You just don't understand how much I've felt—well, actually, you do you won so many Grammys." Tyla rambled as Y/N watched her and listened in amusement.

Currently, the two are at Y/N's house in her kitchen. They were supposed to be making plans for their publicity stunt relationship, of course, for the public, but they somehow drifted off talking about something else. Basically, getting to know each other more.

Y/N first realized that Tyla was very talkative, but she was okay with it due to being a listener.

Y/N hummed in response. Tyla looked at her and slightly tilted her head.

"What?"

"Are you even listening to me?" She questioned.

"Not really." Y/N joked and ate one of the freshly cut pineapples out of her bowl. Tyla rolled her eyes.

"I seriously cannot stand you." Tyla said Y/N mocked her. "I sound like that?" The girl placed her hand in front of her mouth.

"No, I'm just playin with you, but back to what I was sayin we should pop out at the club." The taller girl stated as she ate her pineapples.

"And I said no, we should start off regular, maybe like at a grocery store or—"

"A grocery store is fuckin outrageous for a pop out." Before Y/N could eat another, Tyla snatched the fork from her.

"Well, at least I'm trying here, you talking about a freakin strip club." Tyla retorted and took a bite from the pineapple that was on the fork.

"Shit, I mean, why not?"

"Y/N." She stared at her with a straight face.

"You know what fuck it. You choose damn." Y/N finally gave in, took the fork from Tyla, and washed her dishes.

"Thank you, so like I said, we should do regular couple things, nothing too extra, and maybe an interview with us two." She suggested, and Y/N nodded her head in agreement.

"Tryna be in one of my music videos?" Tyla smiled at her, and Y/N did the same back in return.

"No." Her smile dropped, causing Tyla to bust out laughing.

"That ain't funny, why not?" Y/N asked as Tyla wiped her tears.

"Because them girls be practically naked in your videos, who do you think I am?" Y/N eyebrows furrowed.

"Don't you be doing the same shit in yours but be dancing?" Her jaw dropped. "This all yo ahh be doin." Y/N rolled her hips in a circular motion, and Tyla laughed harder than before.

"That's not even how you do it." Tyla spoke between her laughs.

"Whateva the fuck."

𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫

Y/N pulled up to a ducked off food joint.

"Um, aren't we supposed to have bodyguards, especially for this part of town?" Tyla asked as she checked their surroundings, and Y/N parked the car.