𝐑𝐡𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐦 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 • 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐈 𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐀

✿ Chapter 1 ; The Bronx Heartbeat ✿

The Bronx was home. To some, it was rough, loud, and dangerous. To Aliyah, it was alive—bumping with music, voices, and dreams trying to survive in the chaos. The streets raised her, but she wasn't about to let them keep her there forever. At 17, Aliyah knew exactly what she wanted: to dance her way out of the Bronx and into something bigger. She could already picture it—big stages, bright lights, and her name in everybody's mouth.

But the reality was different. She was stuck grinding at rehearsals, her body aching from hours of practice. As the sun dipped below the skyline one summer evening, she stepped out for air, heading toward the local park.

That's when she heard him.

Notti Osama.

Aliyah knew that voice. Everyone in the Bronx knew it. At 18, Notti wasn't just some kid spitting bars—he was the voice of the streets. His freestyles hit hard, talking about life, death, and survival, all with that Bronx attitude. You didn't just listen to Notti's music; you felt it.

As Aliyah approached the basketball court, she saw him, surrounded by a crowd, rapping with a wild confidence. He had the kind of energy that made people shut up and listen. Aliyah leaned against the chain-link fence, watching him with sharp eyes.

Notti's eyes flickered her way, and for a second, they locked. He paused, just long enough for the crowd to notice.

"Ayo, ma," he called out, pointing at her with a smirk, "what's good? You just gon' stand there lookin' pretty or you gon' vibe out with us?"

Aliyah raised an eyebrow, smirking back. "Maybe I'll vibe if it's worth it."

The crowd laughed, but Notti stepped toward her, ignoring the noise. " Word to my mother, it's worth it. You tryna play me, though?"

Aliyah Chuckled. "Word to my dead, I don't play. I just don't do dayroom rappers." (dang girrl)

Notti's homies hyped him up, laughing at her boldness, but Notti didn't flinch. "Aight, you talkin' spicy. But you gon' see. You comin' back tomorrow night?"

Aliyah bit her lip, pretending to think. "We'll see. Maybe if I feel like it."

"Yeah, you gon' feel like it. Watch." Notti flashed a cocky grin, knowing he'd just started something neither of them could ignore.

Aliyah Smirked and waved goodbye as she started heading home.

(ps: sorry yall its kind of a short chapter, ill write more in next. xoxo❤️)