More Than A Fan Pt.2 (Angel Reese)

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Y/n Pov

It had been almost a month since I met Angel. We had started off talking consistently the most we can with her hectic schedule. We were doing pretty good at the beginning, but ever since then we kind of just drifted apart I guess you could say. We used to stay up countless hours on the phone just talking about any and everything, now my phone just lays quiet. I'm used to being ghosted or easily detaching myself from people without any hesitation. 

But with Angel it just felt so different, I didn't want to let her go. I mean in all honesty who would wanna let someone that fine go lets be real. I reluctantly pulled my phone out of my pocket and pulled up me and Angel's messages. I typed a simple 'hey are you free to talk?' and started at the message contemplating on if I should send it. Sending this message is basically like the final decision on if our little situations hip is truly done for, or if we still do have a change. 

It all depended on if she even texts back. Against the better judgement of the voices in my head I sent the message. I watched as the message sent through with a delivered at the bottom showing that the message went through. I sat my phone down and turned on my TV trying to find something to distract me from my rising anxiety. As I was scrolling mindlessly though the channels trying to find something that catches my attention, my phone vibrated and I seen it was a text from the one girl i've been missing for so long. 

'Yeah i'm free to talk can I call you?' her text read. I opened my camera app and looked at myself making sure I looked decent. I always look good 24/7 but a litlle quick once over never hurt anyone. I clicked her contact and clicked the FaceTime button watching as it rang waiting for her answer. After a few rings she finally picked up. She looked so gorgeous as always, but this time she looked much more beautiful compared to the last time I seen her. "Hey y/nn" she said sending me her enticing smile. 

I couldn't help the smile that made its way onto my own lips. "Hi my Barbie" I said in a slight flirtatious tone making her blush. "What did you need to talk to me about?" she asked curiously as she did some touch ups on her hair. "Nothing I just kind of missed you a little bit and I haven't spoken to you in a minute" I said trying to sound nonchalant. "Aww baby you missed me?" she said in a teasing tone making me roll my eyes. "Man I said only a little bit don't try and get all big headed" I said as she chuckled. 

"It's all good I missed you tew boo" she said as her Baltimore accent peaked through a tad bit. "Who you getting dressed up for though? Where you bout to go?" I asked interrogating her. Listen I get that were not technically together or in anything really serious, but we both equally were pretty protective of each other. "Damn who is yew the police?" she asked a me with her eyebrow raised. "Shidd I might as well be, but don't be tryna avoid my question answer me" I said getting back on subject. "Relax child i'm not going anywhere I just wanted to dress up in my own home" she said as she sprayed some of her perfume on. 

"Mmm sure, just making sure you ain't bout to go see no other nigga since you ghosted me for almost 4 weeks" I said in a fake offended tone. "Oh please the only nigga who be anywhere near this house is my door dash driver" she said walking out of her bathroom and into what looked like her living room. "Better be" I said under my breath so she wouldn't hear. "Whatever y/n, you wanna come over though?" she asked me making my eyes perk up. She's never asked nor invited me over to her crib so it took me by surprise a bit. 

"I- I uhm yeah sure when you want me to come?" I stuttered out. "Right now duh" she said laughing at my flustered state. Usually i'm the one who's making her flustered but I must admit she got me for this one time. "Ight fasho i'm get changed real quick send me your addy and i'll be over there in a little bit" I said before we bid our goodbyes and hung up. I ran into my closet and looked through my clothes trying to find a calm but slight flashy outfit. It's my first time seeing her in so long so I wanted to wear something nice, but we were only going to be at her house so nothing that is doing to much. 

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