Big(Bryson Tiller Love Story)

chapter 4

Back to Malaysia

I woke up to my nose being filled by the smell of bacon. I threw the covers off me and sat up.

I grabbed my phone and looked at the time it was eight o'clock. My mom was long gone so who could possibly be cooking? and then it hit me.

Bryson.

I slowly walked down stairs to find a muscular bare back Bryson. He wasnt real muscular but his arms were hella toned and every time he flipped that pancake in the pan his back would flex like lord.

I guess Bryson still ain't notice I was there cause he started to sing.

I'm coming back for good.
So let them niggas know its mines.
I already got someone is what you tell'em every time.

And he continued to sing, I just listened. He has so much talent but seemed to be going through hell. I tried to quietly sit down but as I pulled out the chair it made a loud squeak causing him to turn around quickly.

He looked at me and smiled.

"You scared the hell out of me but good morning" he said

I laughed

"Sorry, you seemed to be having a good time I ain't wanna interrupt" I said

Bryson chuckled.

"I hope you don't mind me cooking" he said

"Nah im hung-" I was about to say

"Nah actually im not hungry" I said putting my head down.

I don't need to be eating to much especially not infront of Bryson, he probably already thinks im a fat ass. What I look like eating infront of him?

My stomach growled loudly, loudly enough for Bryson to hear cause he stared at me questionably.

" yes you are, I can hear your stomach from over here" he said as he placed the food on the plate and put it infront of me.

I stared at the food tempted by the smell. My stomach telling me yes but my insecurities yelling at me that if I even take the littlest bite I'll gain ten pounds.

Bryson grabbed his plate from the kitchen and sat infront of me.
He dug into his plate like he ain't never ate before while I stared at mines like it was a foreign bacteria.

"You should eat, you know you hungry" he said

"Im not hungry" I said not being able to hold a stare with him.

Bryson sighed

Out of nowhere Bryson grabbed a piece of bacon of my plate and stuck it to my mouth.

"Bite it" he said

I shook my head, I so badly wanted to eat the bacon but my jaw seemed to be locked in place, my body plotting against me.

"Bite it Malaysia" he said more sternly.

His tone threw me off but I found the strength to do as told and I ate the bacon.

"Now that wasnt so hard was it" he said with a smile.

I took offense to that. If he knew what went on inside my head then that sentence wouldnt have even been said.

"Oh you would know" I spat

Brysons face went blank but then softened as if he read my whole life from what I just said.

"Why you so insecure?" he asked

I began to get angry, I mean look at me what the hell do you mean why!

"Look at me! Im fat! My stomach hangs over my pants, my thighs rub together. My clothes barely fit, what the hell do you mean why." I yelled as tears stung my eyes.

I was embarrassed, I just spilled My whole life story and spazzed on him. I stood up and tried to leave the table but Bryson grabbed my hand pulling me to him.

"Malaysia im sorry, I didn't know you felt this way about yourself." he said

"No im sorry I ain't mean to spazz on you im just...yea" I said as a tear left my eye.

I pulled my hand out of Brysons and walked upstairs to my room leaving him in the kitchen.

~^~
Hey yall im backkkkk Ik its short but his was just something quick

Vote

Comment

Thxs