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Y/n Giselle Knowles - 25
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Sofia Carson- 28
Y/n POV
"Your mother's Beyoncé like thee Beyoncé?!And you've been talking to thee Tina Knowles the entire time?" She said as I rubbed my temple.
"You never put it together? The last name? Middle name?" I asked as if it was the most obvious thing ever, which I found it was.
"Yeah, No," she paused shaking her head in disbelief, "No, not really. It never crossed my mind. I legit would've never thought. Oh my god, I've been with the child of an icon this entire time." She said going crazy as I rolled my eyes.
"Baby, please don't make this weird."I said as she looked at me her mouth dropped.
"Don't make it weird?! Babe she sent a jet." She pointed out as I looked around nodding , pursing my lips. Indeed she did.
"You act like we don't have money. You want a jet? I'll buy you a jet. We can buy our own jet, Mi Amor."I pointed out.
"But we don't have to , we can fly commercially and no one would bother us. Beyoncé?! Has too."She said before saying something far more wild than I could imagine. "Oh my—I've basically been like, fucking Beyoncé—
"Now you've made it weird." I said trying not to gag.
"No weird would be me, if I'd found out when we got there. Be glad I'm getting all the fan girl-ing out the way now."She said as I huffed sipping the champagne. "Did you hate me when Cowboy Carter came out? I am so sorry, I overly played it out. Is that why you got me and my friends tickets because you couldn't bear taking me yourself? Oh no, I'm so, so sorry." She whined rubbing her face in distress.
"Baby, can you breathe, for a sec? It's fine, I dealt with it. We're here now, and I still love you the same if not more. I'll be able to make it through one night with my estranged family, just gotta get drunk first." I said downing the champagne before she grabbed the glass.
"No, we're not doing that. I'm proud of you, proud that you agreed. And if it becomes too much, we can leave and never talk about it again."she said before grabbing my hands locking eyes with me. "If you want to we could book a flight in LA and leave without ever seeing your family. Whatever you wanna do, I'm okay with it." She said supportingly while I admired her beauty.
