Kendrick POV
I needed Havana in my life. But i can't let Sherane go. To know my nigga Q likes her is really fucked up. I ain't letting him fuck up what we already had... Prom was next week and I know Sherane was gonna ask me to be her date. I wonder if Havana had a date. I walked to her house and knocked on the door. She answered the door which was great.
"Uh hi" she smiled
"Can you talk?" i asked
"I'm talking now" she said.
"Havana I apologize for not being the boyfriend I'm supposed to be. Its just sometimes i fuck up and forget about my responsibility"
"I forgive you" she reached for a hug. When I hugged her it didn't feel the same. To know that I broke her heart, I feel like shit.
"So who you going to prom with?" i asked
"I don't know yet" she sighed "You?"
"Samething.. You wanna go with me?"
"Kendrick, you know i love you more than anything. But Q already asked me.. I was just thinking should i go with him or not go at all"
"I understand Vana" i stood up "I promise i won't do what i did to you ever again, aight"
She stood up and smiled "Break this promise and, Ill leave yo ass for good"
"Give this to your dad" i said handing her my CD.
"I will" she blew me a kiss and walked in the house.
Havana POV
Ill give my dad that mixtape when he starts acting right! I thought to myself. Prom was next week.. My dad given me $120,000 to find the best dress ever. Me and Q was going to the mall to find our attire for the prom. Then the doorbell rung.
"Hey baby" i hugged Q
"I missed you.. Ready to go?" he said.. I ran upstairs and grabbed my purse.We got in his car and he drove to the mall. We went to hella stores and I finally found my dress. Q found his tux and we were out.
Prom Night
I was hype ashell tonight. Me & Enai had gotten our hair cut, and dyed. Dre even took me to get some bottoms. My mom took me to get my skin bleached. My dress was a sparkly, royal blue, high low dress..
"Vana Banana, Quincy is here!" Jordyn yelled.
"Omg, mom what if he doesn't like my hair?" i panicked "What if i bleached my skin too light? Does this grill make me look like a nigga?"
"Havana. You. Look. Fineeee" she said
My mom gave me a hug and walked with me downstairs. His eyes lit up. Enai took a picture then we left. At the school, I saw no sign of Kendrick .. After while i saw him and Sherane. Kendrick spotted me and walked over to me.
"You look good" he said
"Thanks you do too" i replied..
Q came back over to where I was standing and asked if i wanted to dance.
"See you later" i waved at Kendrick ..
We danced to three songs and left.
"Thank you for tonight"
"No problem. I gotta pick my mom up from work, in Bakersfield i'll be back later" he said. I nodded and leaned over to give him a kiss. When i got in the house nobody was home. It slipped my mind that they were going to Dre's show in San Fransico. There was a knock on the door. Q just left for Bakersfield, Kendrick was with Sherane. So who was it.
"Kendrick what are you doing here?" i asked. Then i flipped the porch light on. "What happened to your face?"
"Sherane set me up" he said.
"Come in!" i went to the bathroom and gotten him a wash cloth and cleaned his face. I ran upstairs and threw on my high waist shorts and put on my lace bra. Kendrick seen my boobs before so I'm not teasing him.
"I'm gonna beat her ass Monday" i said
"No" he grabbed my arm.
"Why not, Kendrick do you see your face?" i snatched my arm back
"I'm aight ok" he pinned me to the couch
"No no no you're not. Let me go!" i tried to get away from him.
He kissed me. "Baby I'm aight"
Did he just call me baby?
I wrapped my legs around his waist. He looked into my eyes and unhooked my bra. Then he unbottoned my pants.
I whispered into his ear something that at my age 17 no female would ever say to a nigga like HIM.
"Kendrick, I-i-i wanna have a baby"
"Who gone take care of it?" he asked
"Me.. Ill take care of it. I just want someone to love me when you won't or when Q won't" i started to cry.
I know i sounded stupid but i knew what i wanted.
"We are too young" he said
"I know but i can't stand to be alone" i said..
When i said that, he kissed me not aggressively but passionately. I told the truth. i don't wanna be alone. I can't be alone, when Q acts up who's gonna be there to love me? when Kendrick is with Sherane who can i express my true feelings to? Call me crazy but I can't deal with being by myself ..
There we were on this $500,000 sofa trying to solve my problem of being alone which will reward me with a child. Maybe this'll wake Kendrick up as well and let his ass know that its always about him.

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Havana's Song | Kendrick Lamar Fanfiction
FanfictionThe title says enough.. Havana's song, her pain, her vice and her evils.