Freshlee // J. Swazz

Chapter 2|| Again?!

Kayla's P.O.V.

After dealing with Dylan we decided to go back into the club and finish dancing the night away. Swazz took me and India to his table on the second floor and pulled me to his lap as we reached the table. He introduced everyone but one name stood out to me and India. Mike. We both looked at each other but I shook my head signaling it could be the same person.

"Anyways, Mike is running late but he should be here in the next twenty minutes."

20 minutes later

Work by Rihanna was playing and everybody was dancing. I was grinding a little and I felt hands pull me into a body from behind. I look over my shoulder to see Swazz but continued to dance not thinking about it.

I feel him pull away and shout 'Ay Mike'. I looked up to see a person I haven't seen for about a year or two.

"Kay?" He asked shocked. Of this caused to me get tears in my eyes as I nod leaning in to give him a hug.

"Mikey I haven't seen you in forever! I missed you so much."

"I missed you too shorty how have you been? Hey Indy still looking hot." Mikey winked when he acknowledged her.

"Hi babe." She flirted back. Funny thing is they have always liked each other but never dated. I've tried to get them together but it didn't work.

"Well let's get wasted!" Mikey shouts which causes people to start to cheer.

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Once we pull up to the building you see the large words FRESHLEE on the front, "Good luck babe and call me when your done getting signed." India says hugging me. A/N her outfit is in the picture above.

"I feel like they won't like me. And they'll change their minds and leave with nothing." India gasps after I say that. "Have you heard yourself sing? Your so damn good at it stop putting yourself down about it. Your making me sentimental bitch get out my fucking car." I laugh after screaming "Love you!" She slowly pulls off still waving like a maniac.

As I walked into the building, I immediately noticed the loud but hot group of boys to the right of me. I walked up to them after I noticed it was Mike, Swazz, and their friends.

"Hey babe. How was your night?"

"I'm staring to think getting wasted was a bad idea. I woke up with a headache." I replied laughing.

"Aye Kayla right?" Skate asks me in which I nod.

"Hey babe how you been? I didn't really get to ask you last night." Mikey asked me after I hugged him. "I'm good." I thought about something for a second before punching him in the arm extremely hard. I heard the other boys laugh as Mikey groans in pain.

"What the fuck was that for?!?!" He yells. I can't help but laugh too. "That's for what happened the last time I saw you dickhead." It was then his turn to laugh.

"You know how many times I apologized for that?"

"So how do you guys know each other?" I hear Swazz question while I playfully glare at Mikey.

"Me and this chica go back to the eighth grade." Mike answers them. "This is the Kayla I was telling you about." I question him as realization hits the boys in their eyes.

"Please don't tell me you told them about-" I get interrupted by Mike, "Yes I did." I then punch him again the same spot as the boys howl in laughter.

"Fuck! Don't make me call your mom you know she loves me more than you." I was about to snap back but a lady in her thirties interrupted me.

"Ms. Martinez?" She questions looking at me. "Yes. See you guys after this? I skipped breakfast today." By the look on Mike's face I can tell what he was about to ask me. "No I am not and I haven't been since the last time you were there so don't bring it up. I promised you so why would I be?" I walk away frustrated following the lady in front of me.

Swazz's P.O.V.

"What was that about?" After Kayla stomps away. "It's not my place to tell. She'll say when she's ready to." He says awkwardly and I began to wonder.

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