One Way Or Another

Concert.

Kendra 🌺.

"Where's my fucking.. Gah!" I hollered pulling out my foundation putting it on my face. My phone rung loudly on my bed but I couldn't stop what I was doing to tend to it..

I was already practically late to the concert and I knew Quavo would get in my shit.

I continued my face and finally finished walking out the bathroom, I grabbed my newly bought clutch off the bed which was Louis Vouitton, Quavo bought for me.

I grabbed my phone seeing I had a missed call from Qua himself.

I left my room walking downstairs snatching my keys off the coffee table and I left out the house locking it up. I quickly walked to my car unlocking it and entering pulling my seatbelt on.

Instead of wearing a itty bitty ass dress like every other bitch was wearing I decided to do casual jeans, but instead be sexy while having my breasts play peek-a-boo with my top I had on.

I called Quavo back as my phone was connected to my car, "where the fuck you at?" He asked in frustration.

I pulled out the driveway and quickly sped down the street, "on my way.."

"Fuck takin' you so damn long?" He asked and I rolled my eyes, "I did have to get dressed for your information.. I got ten minutes to get there.." I assured him with my tone being snappy.

"Man whatever you don't even gotta come no more real shit," he said hanging up the phone and I blinked looking at the road with my mouth opened widely.

"This nigga here," I mumbled, ain't even my dude but tripping on me over being late.

I pulled up into the club's parking lot 15 minutes later, I parked and I exited my car closing the door hitting the lock then I walked straight to the bouncer.

"ID," he said then I reached into my clutch handing it to him and he examined it. "You don't have a last name?" He asked curious and I nodded, "crazy right?" He nodded handing it back then I placed it back in watching him move the rope back and I entered the club.

".... Migos!" A familiar voice hollered into the mic and I slowly moved my way to the front of the stage.

They whole fucking posse rushed out on the stage and I bit my lip seeing Quavo had on a button down shirt with women's legs on it, exposing his tattooed chest and it showed his arms slightly.

He had his dreads pulled back with his gold trimmed glasses on. "Yuh," Qua said into the mic looking around on the stage.

I heard the beat to Hoe On A Mission start and I sung every lyric.

I started rapping to every lyric.

"I know that the nigga can't stand it.. I know that the nigga can't stand it..." Quavo rapped looking around at the crowd and I rapped along with him having my hand in the air as if I was the one flowing.

He begun rapping the chorus then Offset laughed pointing at a group of girls that was twerking, I just completely ignored them and Qua walked to the edge of the stage catching my attention and I looked up at him.

"Wassup wit all that?" He asked motioning his hands over his chest.

"You don't like it?" I asked and he shook his head, then he pointed at the stage, "come here.."

I quickly shook my head, then he started rapping the chorus as Set finished.

"Come here," he said reaching out for my hand. "No leave me alone," I said and he smacked my forehead quickly walking away laughing.

"Some niggas call it a trap.. But on the nawf side we call it the bando.. Ye ain't know..?" Take asked and I was shocked they was about to rap Commando this was my shit.

I rapped to every lyric yet again letting the song take over my soul. It finally came to an end and I was very upset..

"Y'all piped up huh?" Take asked looking around at the roaring crowd.

"She piped up.. She piped up.. He piped up," Quavo pointed at the opposite side walking towards my side. "She piped up," he pointed then he stood infront of me, "is you piped up?" He asked looking at me.

"Quavo.." I said rolling my eyes by him.

He chuckled, "well we just gone get y'all piped up, but first we gone dab on em," he said then the beat to Look at my Dab started.

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I walked to VIP looking at the large man standing infront of the rope, "open it," I said sternly then he allowed me to walk in.

I saw Quavo seemed to be occupied by a girl sitting on his lap, "oh forreal?" I asked reaching everyone. "My bad.." He said pushing her off then he stood up walking to me kissing my cheek.

"Mhmm," I hummed and he wrapped his arms around my waist. I just looked away from him, "what's the attitude?" He asked.

"What was that bitch doin' on your lap?" I asked still glaring at her as she quickly walked out the VIP. "Chill out with that shit.. Why you got all your titties out?" He asked pulling away.

"You got all your chest out," I said poking his tattooed chest.

"You like it?" He asked and I shook my head, "no.."

He kissed his teeth, "you trippin' for nothin'... Come sit down," he said grabbing my hand and I pulled away, "what you doin'?" He asked raising his voice. 

"I can't stay I got a studio session in the morning," I said and he nodded, "bye then.." He walked back tending to his friends. I nodded, "imma remember that.." I mumbled walking away.