For However Long| Bryson Tiller Fan Fiction

✨Chapter 1✨

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✨ Bryson's P.O.V ✨

My name is Bryson. I'm from the 502. It's a place in Kentucky but Aye, it's home.

No matter where my life takes me, imma always represent for my city, believe that.

I use to sing and write songs and I loved every minute of it. The fact that I could i put any and everything I felt inna song and say how I really felt is an absolute gift. My niggas say that all my music is straight FIRE and that I should put some songs on Sound-cloud.

But I put my music shit on hold when I found out that I had a daughter. Now dont get me wrong, I'm not blamin my baby girl for not being able to pursue my music career.

I had to make enough money to support my baby girl. My grandma always told me "Fast money aint good money" and I stuck with that shit.

But my baby mama and I were just caught in the heat of the moment, it felt so right at the time, you know?

As soon as I found out about the baby, I immediately manned up and got 2 jobs. Yea i know, 2 jobs sounds crazy right?

But if my daughter needs something imma make sure I do everything I possibly can to make sure she gets it. Harley Lorraine Tiller is one of God's greatest gifts to me and I couldn't ask for anything better.

Its my responsibility to make sure I'm there for my baby. No child ask to come to come in this world so as a parent, we gotta make sure are kids are good and taken care of first.

I always think about my music tho. It's always those what if feelings.. What if my music career SKYROCKETS and I start making millions? But what If my music career isn't good enough? Oh well, if its meant to happen then it will.

As I was thinking these thoughts I heard my alarm go off. "Ughhhhhhh" I groaned as I got up cut my alarm off and went to the bathroom.

I took a shower and did my hygiene thing and came out fresh as hell.

Showers in the morning does the body good frfr.

After I put my work clothes on, I went to wake Harley up and got her ready.

Since my momma died when I was 4 and my dad was never there, the only person I had was my grandma. Until I was old enough to make it on my own it was just me and grandma.

After she found out about Harley she was worried about me having a child at such a young age. But when she saw how I was working as I was she agreed to help me out by keeping Harley when I had to work.

I couldn't be more grateful and thankful for her. If it wasn't for her I swear I wouldn't be the man I am today. I'm extremely blessed.

As soon as I got Harley ready, I got her bag, house keys, and truck keys and was out the door. I buckled Harley her carseat in the back of my 2014 Black Ford F-150 and we were on our way to grandma's house.

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When we got there, the door was open but the screen door was locked.

"GRANDMAAA!!" I yelled as she opened the door.

"Awww hey Bryce! Came to drop off Ms. Harley I see".

"Yeap" I said nodding my head "You know how it is workin 2 jobs" "ohh yea I know baby. You better get goin before you be late."

I got up pushing my chair under the table "Alright I'm out ✌ thanks again grandma, love y'all and Harley be good!"

"We love you too!" They said as I got in my truck. Once I was in, I checked my iPhone 6 and I had a message.