For The Love Of Quincy |Quincy Brown & KeKe Palmer

Fucked Communication

Quincy.

"Alright, thanks Q for coming in. I know you got this one in the bag, dont sweat it man." He said.

"I hope i do man ." I say. "I know it."

I nod & shook his hand. In mind all i could think was damn what if i actually got this part in this movie. This shit would be fire...

"Hey Quincy, I think you got it, audition was good, now you have to just wait to see if you get a callback, dont sweat it." my manager tells me.

Everybody telling me dont sweat it but being in this movie DOPE is big for me and just by it being Excutive Produced by Pharrell Williams & Produced by Forest Whitaker was all the more reason for me to sweat it.

I just nodded & hugged her. I grab my nike bag and walk to my car. I got my stuff in the backseat and when i close the door this girl is there. Lil mama was a bad thick lil red bone. Ass was sittin' right w. dem yoga pants on and her titties was just.. I smirked not wanting to think to hard cause my young 'homie' would get excited.

"Hello Quincy, how are ya'?" she asked biting her bottom lip. Shawty was just too righteous and i was dying to touch that ass. So I was just like "Wasssup widdit'?"

Yea i know i got Aaliyah, but her ass dont ever call or text . Lately i beeen the only one making an effort so fuck it. She been in NY on her modelin' shit, i aint buggin' but damn.

We choppin' it up & she leaned to hug me and i hugged back but my hands just went straight fa' the ass. I couldnt help it , and it fit perfectly too. Shawty smelled good, she just was too much of a temp for me right now. Then she tried to reach for 'him'. I was shocked but stopped her. "Fuck are you doin'?" I asked her holdin' myself but away looking at her cause the bitch bold and ion even know her but she think she know me cause she know my name.

"Boy dont front, you want me and i want cho' sexy ass too." she said lickin' her lips.

I aint gon' lie she was hella beautiful , but this dick belongs to Aaliyah, none else. Look at me sayin' i belong to somebody lmao.

"Look ma' i got a girl and this dick is hers. If you got a problem tell her ya wanna split meh'. Its enough of Q for everybody." I laughed cause just the thought of Aaliyah's face if she knew i said that would be complete comedy.

"Nah, its ok boo, ill get you one day." she said w. a smirk and walked off. I was dying laughing cause never in life will the bitch get me.

I shrugged & got in my car. I started driving and it was already gettin' dark out, so i decided to call Aaliyah and see what time she was gon' land tonight.

" Hello Quincy." she said answering on the second ring . Fuck reason she callin' me quincy for but aiight .

"How you doin'?" i asked but then i heard a sigh like she took a deep breathe and shit . If it take allat' hang up the fuckin' phone.

"Im good, could you get me from the airport, I land at 10:47pm ."

"Yeah' i gotchu', thats actually why i called."

"Thanks quinc, ill see you then? cause im already here at the airport."

"yeah', aiight, have a safe flight, bye."

I hung up & didnt give her a chance to say bye. I really aint give a fucck cause she wa' being so nonchalant so fuck it. Outta sight outta mind, straight up. I really dont need nobody !