Chris -The next morning, after taking care of my hygiene, and eating breakfast, me and Beyonce headed to the trail.
I was feeling confident as we started running. My legs began to burn but I slowed down my pace and stayed with a steady jog.
"You're doing good baby," Beyonce smiled as she ran next to me. "Thanks babe," I said between catching my breath.
I ran three full laps until I got tired. My legs were burning worse than they were when I first started running.
I took a water break and then Beyonce made me do fifty squats, and twenty push ups.
"Damn babe why you trynna kill me," I laughed as I laid down on the ground trying to catch my breath. I closed my eyes and wiped my forehead.
"I'm not trying to kill you I just want your legs to get stronger," she laughed as she sat down and pecked my lips.
"Mmm is that cherry lip gloss?" I asked with one eye opened.
"Maybe maybe not," she laughed.
"Stop playing with me girl," I laughed as I gripped her thigh.
"And if I don't," she said as she rolled her neck.
"I'm gone beat yo ass man," I laughed.
"Not if you can't catch me," she laughed.
"Bet you I can hopping and all," I smirked.
"Come on then," she said as she started running.
I slowly got up and started jogging after her, when I started getting close she started laughing.
"Ah shit baby!" I yelled as I stumbled down acting as if I was in pain.
"Baby you okay, oh my God!" She said as she ran back over to me.
Soon as she got close I grabbed her and picked her up and started swinging her around.
"I should of known you had some tricks up your sleeve," she laughed as I stopped swinging her and held her in my arms.
"I ain't got no tricks girl what you talking about? ," I laughed. "Shut up and come here," she said as she placed her hand on the left side of my face pulling me in for a long passionate kiss.
I pecked her lips and started pecking her neck.
"Baby stop," she giggled.
"Damn you heavy girl," I laughed as I put her down.
"Boy please I am not that heavy,"
"Or nah," I laughed.
"Fuck you," she laughed.
I pulled out my phone and went to snapchat.
"Damn Beyonce, Damn Beyonce, Damnnnnnn Beyonce back at it again with those ugly ass Sketchers!" I said as we both started laughing.
"Fuck you Chris," she laughed.
I grabbed her by her waist and she pushed me back.
"Now you mad?" I laughed.
"Ain't nobody mad Chris," she said as she started pouting.
I grabbed her and started attacking her with kisses.
"I love you," I said as I rubbed my nose against hers.
"I love you too Chris," she replied
I pecked her lips and stared deep into her eyes. I wasn't lying at all they were my true feelings deep inside.
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My Personal Trainer
FanficInternational Basketball player Christopher Maurice Brown takes a down fall out on the court. He falls into depression, isolating himself from family and friends because of his embarrassment, can his personal therapist Beyonce Knowles shed light to...