Your leg shook nervously in the car. You didn’t notice though. Your mind was filled with anxiety. Your mind was clogged with all these overwhelming thoughts of excitement, fear, lust, but mainly anxiety. Subconsciously, you took ease to the bad habit of biting your nails.
“Damn y/n! Are you that nervous about seeing him?” your friend Lila said interrupting your thoughts.
“No!” you lied. With this lie you felt your cheeks getting hotter.
“y/n don’t lie to me now. I know you too well. I know you worried about seeing Princeton. I don’t know why you’ve been with him for 2 years, you’ve done everything to keep him on lock if you know what I mean” she said while playfully nudging you.
You shook your head at her immaturity, “Shut up! I know we have a great relationship but…”
“But what bitch!!??” Leila shouted.
“But what if he doesn’t like it?” you asked shyly.
All of sudden Lila stopped the car. She looked at you with disgust and then went on one of her rants.
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW LUCKY YOU ARE? YOU’VE GOT A SEXY ASS DELICIOUS CHOMP CHOMPIN FINGER LICKEN MAN WHO GOVE YOU THE NASTY IN ALL SORTS OF WAY! I’M SITTIN HER MY LADY PARTS ARE DRIER THAN THE SAHARI DESERT WITH NO MAN JUST HOME ALONE CRYIN TO MYSELF AND WATCHIN OXYGEN AND THE LIFETIME NETWORK. AND I REALLY DON’T GET WHY LIFETIME IS CALLED THE WOMENS CHANNEL WHEN THE GIRLS ARE EITHER RAPED BEATEN OR KILLED!!”
You busted out into laughter. Leila was known for these little rants. You loved them, you thought they were hilarious and she always cooled down so quickly so she was fine.
“You good now?” you asked.
She looked at you and smiled, “Yeah but let’s hurry up and get your ass to that concert. All your worrying is making me go crazy!”
You two continued driving to L.A for the concert. You grew even more nervous as you saw the spotlights shining in the night sky.
*Shit there it is!* you thought
You two finally arrived at the concert. But you guys arrived in an hour before the concert started. You had a plan. You and Leila walked in to the stadium waiting for the rush of girls to come fill in the center. You had ties with the coordinating staff so you got in slightly early. You heard the pounding of the girls feet, you knew they were coming. You and Leila trembled as the sound became louder.
“Here the crazy bitches come!” Leila shrieked. You nodded in agreement.
The head of girl of the crowd spotted you and shouted “OH MY GOD IS THAT Y/N PRINCETON’S BOYFRIEND?”
Before they could all scream you shouted “WAIT!”
They all froze and a hush fell over them.
“I’m here secretly to surprise Princeton because it’s his birthday.” You said hearing sniffles and “awwwss” in the crowd.
You continued, “But I need your help.”
That’s when you all came into a huddle.
Princeton’s P.O.V
I stared at my screensaver. It was a picture of my beautiful, stunning y/n. I smiled at the picture. She was holding my baby cousin Noah and the both of them were smiling goofily at the camera. God I miss her.
“2 minutes Prince!” my manger yelled.
“Alright!” I said.
I wanted to send a quick text to her.
P: Love you babe and miss you. As always this performance is dedicated to you!
Y/N: It better be! I’ll know if it’s not! ;)
You were confused at her response but you could not reply. It was show time.
“3….2….1 GO!”
You, Roc, Ray Ray, and Prodigy swaggered out onto the stage.
“How are my beautiful ladies tonight?” Roc asked?
A roar came over the crowd of screaming girls.
“You ready?” You teased.
“YESSSSSSSSS!” the crowd cried.
The music to Keep Her on the Low began to play and you all sang and danced. The choreo was slick and smooth, the vocals were right. Everything seemed perfect.
Your P.O.V
“You ready?” you asked.
“Yup!” your new friend shouted.
“okay go!”
From there girls put up their hand which held either a black of white piece of cardboard. The pieces of cardboard were coordinated to say “Happy Birthday Princeton!”
When it was all set up, you saw the shock on Princeton’s face which led him to stop dancing. The camera crew then got a shot of you and when Princeton saw this he ran off stage to find you. He ran through the crowd, pushing and nudging just to find you. When he sort of gave up, you tapped him on his shoulder.
He turned around and when he recognized you, he pulled you in close and gave you the deepest, longest kiss ever. You didn’t want to let go of this warm embrace. You could tell that he didn’t want to either.
But you knew he had to leave so you said, “Princeton go, trust me there will be more of this later. Trust me.”
He pulled you away, and his face was bright red. You failed to realize that he still had a mic and the whole stadium heard you. You then heard an eruption of cheers and applause. You hid you face in embarrassment but Princeton lifted back up and kissed you.
“I’ll be waiting” he whispered.
He then ran back on stage to continue with the rest of the show while you sat there in awe of your amazing boyfriend.
