It's been SOOOOO long. I'm sorry. New Years resolution: DON'T WAIT SO LONG TO UPDATE! Here y'all go..enjoy :) Also a shout out to all my followers. I love your comments and messages, the encouragement is amazing. I couldn't do it without you!
WARNING: Rating M+
Tick. Tick. Tick.
The clock on the wall of the small conference room was driving Beyoncé mad, as was this interview. She knew she had to do it, all part of promotion, that didn't mean she had to like it.
"So you and Jay-Z have a single out, how is he to work with?"
Beyoncé hesitates for a moment before answering the question directed at her by the gossip hungry journalist, "He's a musical genius, very intelligent and he works really hard. He's a great man."
"Rumours have been circling about the video you guys made, is there a little romance there?" The journalist's eye gleaming with the prospect of any personal gossip Miss Knowles may exclusively share.
"The video was really fun to shoot, Jay Z gave some great ideas for the direction and he has great taste in art so his judgment was well appreciated. Aside from that he's a great friend." Very diplomatic, she's said it a million times and every time kills her a little bit more. This man is the love of her life, she wants people to know...but that kind of press. No it's not time for that yet.
Beyoncé finishes up her interview and heads straight to the film studio to shoot one of the final scenes for Carmen: A Hip Hopera. Her busy schedule nearing an end she sighs with relief as she sits in the back of the SUV and a relaxing thought crosses her mind.
"Only 2 hours until dinner with Jay. I cannot wait."
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Jay-Z never in his lifetime of hustling, courting numerous women and partying until the early hours of nearly every morning with copious amounts of alcohol -thought he would enjoy the low hum of the TV whilst a beautiful woman nestled into his body more than going out with his homies. Some say this is Mr. Carter acting 'whipped' - Mr. Carter silently doesn't mind being whipped if this feeling of pure contentment accompanies it.
"You wanna go to a Nets game baby?" asks into the comfortable silence.
"Wha-?" The shock of his question catches her off guard, she jumps out of her boyfriend's warm embrace to look into warm brown eyes, filled with nothing but love. "Eh - um.. you mean... a date? A date in front of...cameras and news reporters and...and a-a kiss cam?!" Beyoncé struggles to catch her breath the sheer thought of the public having that much personal information on show to the entire media influenced world.
Jay smiled at Beyoncé's anxiety, he was sure of this relationship, he didn't want to hide it anymore. Usually he was an insanely private person because the rest of his life was on show for everyone already, but this girl wrapped up in his arms - she was different and he wanted everyone to know she had chosen him. Sure all his close friends and family knew how they felt about each other but he didn't want to hesitate to take her out for dinner, or to a ball game or kiss her on the street. Jay wanted the normalcy that was graciously extended to every other human being without being harassed by a bunch of guys with cameras only looking to make a profit. So he silenced Beyoncé's nervous rambling with a kiss. A short sweet kiss but that had the depth of a thousand love songs in twined within it's simplicity.
"It's just a game Bey. We'll share popcorn and insult the referee, I just wanna take you on a normal date."
"Oh. Well I guess that would be...great." she blushed at the fact she was acting like a crazy person, but agreed to accompany her awesome boyfriend on a date to the ball game, despite her fear of media attention. The first of many in a long and happy future.
