𝐑𝐡𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐦 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 • 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐈 𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐀

✿ Chapter 3: The Grind Never Stops ✿

As the weeks went on, Aliyah and Notti's connection grew stronger. They spent more time together, often sneaking away to rooftops or the river, talking about their dreams and fears. Notti was blowing up fast, his freestyles going viral, and big names in the industry were starting to notice him. But with the fame came the pressure.

One night, after one of Notti's biggest shows, they met up on the roof again. Aliyah could see the exhaustion in his eyes, the weight of everything he was carrying.

"You good?" she asked, sitting next to him.

Notti sighed, rubbing his face. "Nah, ma. Shit's wild. Everybody got expectations now, like I gotta be perfect or somethin'. Word to my dead, it's too much."

Aliyah frowned. "Fuck them. You don't gotta be perfect, Notti. You just gotta be you."

"Yeah, but bein' me might not be enough," Notti muttered, frustration in his voice. "They want me to be this... this superstar, but I'm just tryna stay alive out here."

Aliyah turned to him, her voice firm. "Yo, deadass, you already a star, Notti. You don't need to prove shit to nobody. Word to my mother, you gon' make it. Just don't lose yourself in the process."

Notti looked at her, his eyes softening. "You really believe in me like that?"

Aliyah nodded. "On my mother, I do. You got this."

For a moment, they just stared at each other, the city buzzing around them, but it felt like they were the only two people in the world. Slowly, Notti leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, tentative kiss. When they pulled away, Aliyah's heart was racing.

"You different, Aliyah," Notti whispered. "Real different."

Aliyah smiled, her heart full. "So are you, Notti."
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(yaalll sorry for the short chapters i got schl😭 im gonna write like 5 chapters and if the story blow up ima keepp it goin yall💯❤️)