You called Prince.
"Hello."he answered his phone
"Hey."you said in a high pitch tone of voice
"What do you want?"he said with an attitude.
"I need you."you said
He laughed
"Where you when I needed you eight months ago y/n."he said
"Uhh-"he cut you off.
"All girlfriends talked about and now you're ringing up my phone."he said
"Prince I."you paused
"Bet you miss me now baby,bet you'll kiss me now baby especially since you know that this ain't nothing and I just begun."he scoffed"Some girlfriend you were."
"But I wasn't ready to fall in love."you sighed
"So you decided to play me like a game of charades."he increased in volume.
"I know I know I just wasn't ready."you shook your head"You never answer my calls or anything I try to apologize."
"You thought I would never go this far you said potential could never last this long."he shook his head
"When we broke up it hurt me."
"Well when you played me that hurt me too y/n."
You stayed quiet.
"Well baby i've been alone for almost all my life.What makes you think you could ever do me right?"he scoffed
"I'll make it better this time."you pleaded
"You're the same old song."he shook his head
"How am I the same old song?"you started to tear
"You always say that and I believe you.I know you don't mean it."
"Did you really think I meant to hurt you?"you yelled
"And now i'm popping yeah,ain't nobody show me how i made it big popping."he giggled
"Whatever."
"Tell me how you like me now I swear I loved you girl and you probably went and fucked the world."
"I did not fuck the world."you put your hand on your chest.
"Well can you take a shot every time you hear me playing in the club."he hung up.
Song of inspiration:Same Old Song
Artist:The Weeknd.
