"My ambitions outweighed my love for him, so I left "
Storie Chanel, was different.
Young girl from the big city with even bigger dreams. Vowed early in the game to never be average. Piss poor with a rich soul that she refused to let anyone tarni...
Might wanna listen to the song as you read Storie's point of view. Don't hate me y'all pls 🙄 Go on, have joy, I know y'all don't like him but Hasan disappears shortly so be smooth.And another thing y'all gotta remember Storie doesn't know about his marriage or any of that so please be patient with her and still dealing with him, put yourself in her shoes. If it were you would know what to do? 🤔
Storie
After being at Hasan's parents house for what felt like forever we left to go shopping in Atlantic Station we were headed to the exit when he walked away going into a store to grab something that he refused to show me until we finished our date. I went back to Poochie house happy as shit after the day I had. Hasan really just went all out, I came in the house with atleast 25 different bags. Where this nigga getting all this money from I have no clue but when he was swiping I had no mas preguntas my nigga. Fuck it, ball out. He dropped me off shortly after so I could get dressed and we went to have a nice romantic dinner. The restaurant was beautiful, Amore was the name ,they had a full french menu to go along with the Parisian theme.
I was kind of stuffed from my snacks at the mall so we didn't stay there for long, after realizing we had done more drinking than eating I was feeling amazing. 3 bottles of Chardonnay later , after taking our food back to the car we were hand in hand walking through the remainder of the strip just enjoying the view and the warm windy night. Atlanta really had the best weather year round. We walked to a store and Hasan went inside to get two locks and keys, I had no clue what for but I just let him do his thing. The wind had calmed down a little so I stood up just gazing out into the night fall. He came back out the store and I had found a railing to grab a seat on. I turned when I heard a camera snapping and seen him smiling with his phone in front of me.
"You a creep. Lemme see" I pulled his arm down, looking at the collage.
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"So you a photographer on the low" I smiled at him feeling my liquor taking over and I could see the lust in his eyes.
" I just saw something beautiful and had to get it on camera, I don't know when I'll have it again" he stared down into my face making me blush.
He grabbed my hand in his again and we continued down the trail in silence. I allowed my mind to wander and found myself reminiscing on the good ole times when I first met Hasan. He was in cahoots with a girl I thought I was building a friendship with when him and I discovered each other so I refused to talk to him. I'm loyal to fault and if I feel like we're starting something as solid as companionship then I respect that and any nigga you lay eyes on is off limits to me. Period. But something was different with this one, he was so persistent. The constant conversation and us kicking it kind of made that hard to keep ahold to. But it all worked out when we found out this "friend" was a snake from jump talking shit about us through out the campus on top of that, using Hasan for what he could do for her. He was just such a sweetheart and he didn't realize a conniving woman when he saw one.
