Mood Switches (Chris brown story) | ON HOLD |

Chapter 24

CHRIS

" How many time do we have to have this conversation!? I'm on tour, so I can't just leave, you know that!" I yelled for the I don't know how many times

Here goes Ari again talking about going back home or what not. What she don't understand is that I have a job and I would never let my fans down.Im also mad she woke me up at 8 in the morning to tell me this irrelevant news. I have another concert tonight here in Virginia and It will be the best one yet.

" Chris I just need to leave, okay!? I'm tired of being thrown under the bus. I can't live your lifestyle and I'm not gonna start! " She shouts as she continues to pack up her things

" Man you always hit me with this bullshit! If you wanna go home then go. Here's money for a plan ticket and my keys to my house! " I hand her everything I just said, but only for her to feel stupid of what she's doing

" Thank you " she sarcastically says turning the other way to leave out the room. I know she'll be back.

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ARI

I get off the plane then look for my Uber driver.

" Are you Ms. Smith? " Some guys asks from behind me

" Yes " I say turning around

" Well let me take your bag for you " he says

" How do you know your my driver? " I ask before getting in the car

" Because you are the only one out here" he laughs putting my bag in the trunk. We both get in the car as he starts it

" Oh, well this is actually my first time doing this" I say looking down at my phone to see I had 7 text messages from Chris. They read:

" How's first class flight?"

" Is anyone bothering you?"

" Did you eat yet?"

" Are you bored?"

" Why aren't you replying?"

" Did you make it yet?"

" You want me to come get you?"

I laughed so hard reading these. Someone's missing me already. Couldn't tell from last night though. He was sounding like a straight up parent towards me which was hilarious and weird at the same time. The last text really caught my eye. He asked if I want him to come get me, but wasn't he the one complaining on how he couldn't leave cause he was on tour? I'm confused. The only reason why I left was because I needed my own space.

" Where to ma'am? " the driver asks interrupting my thoughts. I forgot about telling him where I needed to be dropped off at. I certainly couldn't tell him where Chris lived, so I called him.

" Give me a second " I say to him

" No problem, take your time" he says still focusing on the road as the phone starts ringing. After the first ring Chris immediately picks up the phone. It's like he was waiting for my call or something