"I wonder who else Issa invited."
"Well we could tell you but that'd ruin the surprise," Jailen said.
"Well damn," he went all out. I saw almost the whole senior class there. At the entrance, Issa stood smiling. I moved my sunglasses and hugged him. "You flew out my whole class?"
"Most of them found out through twitter and came. It was nothing," he smiled.
"Baby this isnt nothing. You're amazing."
"Theres still more to come. But I see you're showing off my baby."
"Yes I am. You remember Sierra right?"
"Yeah I was just thinking that."
"This is her. I can feel it."
"So lets get ready for a girl then." I hugged him. "You look beautiful Sasha."
"Thank you baby," I kissed him. "Lets go greet everyone." He took my hand.
As we walked, I saw Quees and Jean. They do seem off. "Do you see what Im seeing?"
"Yeah. Somethings wrong with them. Jean told me she doesnt think he loves her anymore."
"Yeah Quees has been saying the same thing. You know hes been sleeping in the guest room?"
"WHAT?!" I looked at Issa, surprised.
"Yup Im gonna talk to him tonight at the hotel."
"Good. They just need to reconnect. Rekindle that flame you know," I smiled. When we got up to the stage they had set up, Issa held my hand as we climbed the stairs and handed me a mic. "Hey everybody!" I smiled as everyone turned to face me. "I just wanted to say thanks for coming to my nineteenth! I miss you guys so much!" Issa came on stage next to me. "Id like to thank my lovely fiancee and cousin for planning all of this. So without further hesitation... LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED!" Everyone screamed and the music started blaring through the speakers at the DJ booth.
I turned off the mic and walked off with Issa. "Guess whos here to perform for you?"
"Who?"
"Young Money of course!" My eyes got extremely big. I jumped on him and hugged him tight.
"You spoil me! How am I gonna top this for your birthday!"
"Well since its coming up, you better figure it out!"
"I love you," I smiled.
"I know babe, now you wanna see the present table?"
"Naw lets keep that a surprise. I am thirst though."
"Jump on my back," he said turning around. I jumped up and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"You are aware Im wearing a dress right?"
"Yup. You'll be fine," he smiled and carried me over to what looked like a bar.
"A bar? Issa really?"
"Concessions was too far out, so yeah." He put me down on a stool. "All there is is sodas, juice, and water. Alcohol free for you and my baby." He smiled kissing my forehead.
"Well I'll have a Ginger-Ale and water."
"Feeling sick?"
"Just a little. It'll pass though." I took his hand. "Issa is there any chance Julius could get here?"
"No but if he manages to get through security, find me or anyone else who knows." He caressed my cheek. "Its okay baby weve got everything under control."
"Okay. Thank you Issa."
"I'll be back soon, okay?"
"Okay." I ordered what I wanted. After a little innocent flirting with the Barista, I finished the soda and went walking with my water bottle. I saw a lot of my friends and caught up with them. Some wanted to see my engagement ring, some didnt even know.
I felt someone wrap their arms around my waist and kiss my neck. "If you dont stop we'll have to go back to the hotel."
"Hmm that sounds nice to me," I turned around and smiled at him. I twisted his dreads on his shoulder while he bit his lip.
"Why are you being so sexy," I giggled while hugging him.
"Natural talent. What do you wanna do?"
"Dance with me." Our song came on and the dance floor cleared. We looked so rehearsed dancing together but it was just us going off natural vibes.
"Gimme them lips," he said when the song was over. I giggled and kissed him. Everyone cheered. I saw a limo pull up and slowly Lil Wayne, Twist, Nicki and a few other people walked over to the stage. (A/N: I was really just listing people lol)
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My Issa
FanfictionSasha Lawson never expected to fall in love...ecspecially with a 17 year old rapper. Follow her on her journey to trusting and loving a celebrity. She experiences more drama, hurt, and heart ache then she could've ever dreamed of. They always say, t...
