Tyrese's POV
40 minutes later.
*knocks on door*
"T come open the door."
"Get away from the door!" She yelled through the wall.
"Ain't nobody playing with you now open the door." He said knocking again.
"NO!"
"Ima bust this door down. Open the door and come talk to me."
"You can't get in here... I locked it."
"You know that ain't gon stop me. Either you come out of there and have an adult conversation or I'll bust in there. And you know I can do it. Now come out of there cause I know you don't want to pay for a door."
3rd person's POV
2 minutes later.
* hears door unlock*
She walked out the bathroom with her arms folded. "So not only do you treat as if I'm a child you think I'm not capable of holding an adult like conversation either."
"I've never said that." Putting his hands up in defense.
"Yes you did."
"Look we gon play the blame game all night or we gon actually talk."
She looked at him and rolled her eyes and said "I hate you"
He looked at her as if she had two heads, "What reason would you have to hate me for? The fact that I'm probably one of the only people that genuinely care about you and ain't looking for a fucking check. Half of these people around you now is only here cause they waiting for you to fall. They waiting to see you crash and burn, some of these mothafuckas out here just want a front row to see if you fail or not! I'm always rooting for you, even when you do the tiniest thing. And you going off on me like some nigga on the street! Fuck it I'm out!" He said as he grabbed his key card and walked out the door.
"Ty, Ty! I didn't mean it. I'm sorry." She said as she leaned up against the door with tears in her eyes.
(In my story Taraji gets really emotional when she's drunk so this explains as to why she just tweaked on Tyrese the way she did.)
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Never Too Busy (ON HOLD)
FantasíaTyrese Gibson and Taraji P Henson are bestfriends. Let's time travel all the back to last year right before "Think Like A Man Too" came out, that's when this story takes place.
