Baddest || MGK

LACED

Song(s) that inspired this Chapter:

MGK - "Get Laced"

MARILYN

"I don't want one though," I whined as Colson typed away on my phone, I sighed once he handed it back to me, he had made me a Twitter account claiming "you need to be with the times"

I understand keeping up with the times but was it really that important for him to make one on in an airport at 9 in the morning?

Colson and I had a nice heart to heart last night, he told me that it hurt his feelings that I felt like I couldn't go to him when it happened. He also told me that he felt like shit knowing I went through it all by myself at 16, he was genuinely sorry, I had never seen him like that. Maybe he is a man now.

"Too late," he spoke and shrugged,

"Bitch" I mumbled, he looked back at me

"Hey, that's not nice" he spoke and waved his pointer finger back and forth in front of my face, I rolled my eyes.

"Is this better?" I asked, pegging him off before giving the flight attendant my ticket, she gave it back, we walked onto the airplane. I ran my hand through my hair, as I checked my ticket to see what number seat I was in, '6th-row seat 1' mine said "Colson, Whats your seat?"

"6th-row seat 2" he squinted glancing at his ticket, I chuckled,

"You got the middle seat" I taunted as I put my converse bag in the overhead and sat down, He followed did the same thing, the boys were close by, but Slim got the aisle seat next to us. Colson begged him for it but he denied it.

Soon after taking off, Slim was knocked out with his beats on, I rolled my eyes, how could someone sleep at a time like this?

"Let's Take a picture for Twitter" Colson suggested, I gave him the side-eye, he was like a child with too much energy.

"No" I spoke simply, I looked like shit.

"Yes," he demanded and shoved the phone in front of us, I rolled my eyes and covered my face quickly,

"No," I retorted and shook my head, face still covered,

"Yes," Colson pulled my hands from in front of my face and poked my cheek,

"Fine" I agreed and rolled my eyes before giving in to his request. We posed for a couple of pictures before he posted them captioning each one with corny captions.

2 hours later

"Wake up, Wake up," Colson said loudly, poking me in the head, I growled at him and opened my eyes, I squinted at the bright lights in the airplane.
"Come on we landed," he shook me this time

"Carry Me" I whined, not wanting to be bothered,

"You got to be fucking kidding" he sighed,

I shook my head no and extended my arms out he sighed and let me get on his back, in one swift motion I pulled my bag out of the overhead and put it on my back. Colson carried me off the airplane and to our luggage to meet up with Rook, Slim, Dre, Dub, and everyone else.

They saw us and began to laugh, Dub looked up from his phone,
"She made you carry her again?" He questioned, but he knew the answer, he shook his head "girl you got legs" I rolled my eyes,

I hopped off Colson's back swiftly before losing my balance and falling anyways,
"Holy shit you okay?" Colson asked, I shook my head and stood up