September 23, 2017
Miami, Florida
9:45 PM
Summer Boissiere:
Me and Beyoncé walked into the hotel room we had for the night and put our bags down.
"Hey I'm gonna go run a bath Mmkay?" Bey said. I nodded and stretched.
She went in the bathroom and ran the water. I should join, but I don't want to make her uncomfortable. I just want to make sure she's okay. I was about to walk to the bathroom door, but my phone started ringing. I pulled it out of my pocket and saw that it was Chris, declined and put my phone on silent. Fuck him. I tossed my phone in a drawer and made my way the bathroom and looked at her through the mirror from the door crack. She was taking her clothes off, and I couldn't help but to feel bad as I saw how bad Chris bruised her beautiful body. I know I'm 2.5 seconds from having a black eye, but Bey got the worst of it. She looked in the mirror quietly and shook her head, a tear falling down her cheek. I opened the door and hugged her tightly. She sniffed and wiped her face.
"Summer what're you doing?" She asked.
"Don't do that anymore okay?"
"What?" I brought her face down to mine, our lips only centimeters apart.
"You're beautiful. Don't let this make you feel any different." I maintained eye contact. She sighed.
"You shouldn't feel you have to keep telling me this."
"I'm your best friend, I'm supposed to be here to make you feel better and fuck bitches up with you." I stated. She started to say something, but hugged me back instead.
"Thank you.." She said over a moment. I nodded but kept her in my embrace.
"No seriously." She pulled away and looked down at me. "Thank you for.. Being here through all of this bullshit and not letting me feel like I'm alone or anything." I smiled.
"I would never." I wrapped my arms around her neck, making her smile. It got quiet for a moment with us just looking in each other's eyes. I heard that if you stared into the eyes of your lover, your heart rates would get in sync. I called so much bullshit, so I'm wondering if it works with best friends too. I glanced at the bath water and looked at her, then we both spoke in unison.
"Your nipples are hard."
"My nipples kinda hard." We both looked at each other for a moment then busted out laughing.
"Seriously?" I asked.
"It's not my fault yo bipples hard."
"My bipples?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah bipples like them bitches gone bop me if I get too close." She faked being horrified.
"Just for that, I'm not gone ask to get in the tub with you." I rolled my eyes starting to walk out, but she grabbed me ain't and pulled me close.
"Nooo... get ya pickle headed ass in this tub with me girl." She mumbled in my ear. I sucked my teeth.
"Shut ya knucklehead ass up."
"Oh I got a knucklehead?"
"Yup."
"Hmm. Ima remember that."
"Nigga how? You got the memory of a goldfish." I chuckled. She put her hand to her chest, and I couldn't help but to glance at her breasts. They so perky.
"You a lil shit for that one."
"Nah I'm the golden shit Bey, get it right honey." I flipped my weave. She pushed me out of the bathroom and locked the door. I bust out laughing, she so childish. Didn't she want me in the tub with her? I knocked on the door.
"Best frieeeend." I said.
"I'm not letting you in!"
I sighed. "I'll buy you some chipotle."
"You still didn't buy me none from the first time turtle neck!"
"Bitch my neck is not turtlish!"
"Ugh when you gone get from in front of my door?"
I smirked, clearing my throat. "NevaaaaaaAAAAaaaa." I dragged out.
"Oh my fuckin." She splashed some water and opened the door then looked at me. My eyes visibly widened. It's not every day you see one of God's greatest creations think it's okay to have soap suds and water dripping down her body. I slightly bit my lip, I wasn't gonna lie, I meant what I said about trying anything with her, so if it was gone happen now, I'm fuckin' down.
"Oh my guuud stawhp, what is you lookin' at? Do you like something you see?" She asked. I mentally rolled my eyes, she gone quit stealing my shit.
"As a matter of fact, I do." I said, making eye contact with her. She raised an eyebrow.
"Oh really?" She asked.
"Yup, every bit of it, starting from there to there." I said, pointing from her head to her toes.
"Hmm, see I would say that's cute, but this is coming from the same pickle head ass person that said I had a goldfish memory."
"I mean you do, but you see that's not stopping me from doing this." I stepped toward her and kissed her gently. She was taken aback, but caught herself and kissed back. Then I heard the door close. Damn wait, what'd I just get myself into?
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