Diggy Simmons| Fetty_GirlJasmin
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In New York, Times Square was buzzing with people waiting to see the ball drop. The excitement of couples awaiting a New Year's kiss could be felt along with the air and the millions of lights helped the stars light the night.
Yet, on what could be a promising night for the boy, Diggy was lying on a couch in his penthouse with his phone in his hand.
"Hey! Chances are if I didn't answer I'm busy-" She began
"Getting that pussy murdered." Some man in the background interrupted.
Diggy heard her heavenly laugh before she continued.
"I'm probably busy doing something or something. Leave a message, okay?"
Then, there was the beep. It was Diggy's turn.
"Aye, Jasmin, it's me again. Gimme a call..." Diggy paused, suddenly getting angry. "And honestly, fuck that nigga you with aight? You mine, aight? He can't have what's mine."
Diggy hung up the phone and slammed his phone against the table. It wasn't long before the phone began to ring. Diggy expected it to be his parents asking him where he was, but instead it was Jasmin.
"Diggy?" She asked as soon as he answered the call.
"Hey baby." He smiled.
"We obviously need to talk and I really hate that I'm doing this over the phone. It's just you keep calling and my boy- Justin doesn't like that."
"Fuck Justin, baby. It's New Years and the nigga ain't even 'round you." Diggy snorted.
"How do you know that?" Jasmine asked defensively.
"You called me, 'member?" Diggy smirked.
"Well, you don't have the right speak on my relationship and I'd appreciate if you didn't. You know what I don't even know why-"
"Baby, I'm lonely. Shit, baby, I'm glad you called. I know you lonely too. I hear it. Come on home, babe. Let daddy take care of ya. You can't tell me you'on want that."
Diggy paused and snickered a little. "You can't tell me you don't need that."
As Jasmin sat in her own bed in New York, she couldn't deny that she was putty in Diggy's hands.
"Give me the address."
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