L O U I S V I L L E || A Bryson Tiller Story

§ Chapter Thirty §

~...this ain't temporary, I've been out here letting them know...~

I rubbed my sweaty palms together.

It was a full house out there. Packed wall to wall. So full that not everybody even had a seat.

Even though the outcome had been great, thanks to Stephanie's amazing advertising, I was still nervous that I wouldn't be received well by the fans.

It didn't help any that Naomi was no where to be found either and it was only 15 minutes left until showtime.

"You got this bro," Swan boosted me up as he rubbed my shoulders.

I let out a deep sigh and looked down at Harley, who was holding onto my index finger.

I decided to bring her a long for support, too. I don't like bringing her to shows, but she made everything better for me.

Harley looked up at me with wide eyes.

"They're loud daddy," she complained.

"That's how they're supposed to be."

Harley let my hand go and turned around and gasped.

"Naomi!" She squealed running to give her a hug.

"Hey Harley," she smiled hugging her back.

"Daddy, I told you she would come."

"Must be nice," Swan sang in my ear.

I elbowed him between the legs causing him to cry out in pain.

"You didn't think I would make it?" Naomi asked.

"Nah. No. I knew you'd come through," I lied which she obviously noticed.

Just then the DJ came on the mic asking the audience were they ready for a Bryson Tiller show.

Naomi hugged me tight.

"You'll be amazing," she whispered in my ear before planting a soft kiss on my cheek.

My face flushed.

Harley covered her face to where she could still see.

Harley giggled," Oooh."

Stephanie ran over to us and began pushing me closer to the stage.

"Sorry, but it's showtime son. Go do your thing!" She rushed.

The beat for Exchange began to play as I stumbled out onto the stage.

The crowd became extra hype when they saw me. All you could hear was screams of excitement. A lot of them had signs.

One in particular caught my eye. It read: Bryson will you be my baby daddy, in big bold red letters.

Been there, done that, I thought with a laugh.

"Y'all ready? Hey, hey...This what happens when I think 'bout you, I get in my feelings yeah I start reminiscing," I sang as I moved across the stage.