I jumped out of my sleep once I heard banging at my front door.
"Who the fuck" I mumbled pulling the covers off of me.
I walked to the door and looked through the peep whole to see Khalil standing there.
"Why are you banging on my door at three in the morning" I asked opening the door.
"I'm highly upset with you" He closed the door.
"And why is that" I asked walking to the couch.
"You just gone come back to town and not come visit a nigga"
"I seen you last weekend, I was gone call you tomorrow" I leaned my head against my hand.
"You one fake ass bestfriend"
"Khalil I know you did not come to my house at three in the morning waking me up out of my sleep just to tell me I'm a fake bestfriend"
"Whatever" He waved me off. Taking his Jacket and shoes off then got comfortable laying down on the couch.
I yawned laying my head on his shoulder and covered us up with the blanket that was on the couch from earlier.
"You talked to Jay yet" He asked.
"Nope" I mumbled with my eyes closed.
"Y'all both stubborn as fuck"
"He's the one who stopped answering my calls and wouldn't even meet up with me when I would come back to town" I shrugged.
He didn't say anything else as we both just laid there slowly falling asleep.
-
I ran my fingers through my sleek ponytail as I had the phone up to my ear talking to my assistant Alonzo.
"Alonzo I know, trust me when I say I'll be there on time" I said rushing out the door.
"Girl okay"
I hung up the phone as I pressed the elevator button. It was taking to long and I only had 15 minutes to be at my next photo shoot. I ran down three flights of stairs with my heels , bag and phone in my hand.
"GoodMorning Ms. Harmony" The doorman of my condo said.
"Morning Tony" I smiled putting my heels on as I walked.
I hurried out of the building to the parking lot.
-
"Two minutes late" Alonzo whispered to me as we both walked into the building.
"At least I made it"
They got me into hair and makeup then I got dressed. The photo shoot was for the pictures that are going to be at my next event I host which is next weekend at some club.
After the photo shoot Alonzo and I went to go get something to eat.
"So when are they sending you the pictures" I asked him as I ate.
"There not sending them to me, their sending them to Trent"
"Why are they sending them to him" I asked.
"Because he's your manager" He said in a duh tone.
"Not gone see those pictures anytime soon" I rolled my eyes.
Trent is my manager. He's cool and everything but he's unprofessional as fuck. I honestly think he just does managing for a cover up, because that nigga is hood as fuck.
At first I thought that's just how he is but over the years I put pieces together and he even told me he works in my dads drug cartel.
"Girl Trent is fine as fuck, don't know why you rolling your eyes" Alonzo said taking a sip of his lemonade.
"Don't you got a nigga Alonzo"
"Yeah" He shrugged "What does that have to do with anything"
I shook my head laughing as I finished my food.
