𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐑𝐨𝐰. || 𝐚. 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐧 & 𝐭. 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐫

20. I don't know

3 weeks later...

Aaliyah

I was at my new photoshoot, that Dre had set up for me. I was wearing like a white suit, my hair was up, with a little bit of my hair out, laying on my face. I looked extremely cute in this outfit, he was telling me and showing me how to do cute poses.

"Now do like a thinking/cute pose, baby girl." Dre told me right before his phone began to ring.

So I do the pose that he told me to do (In the mm). After the photoshoot, Dre offered to take me to lunch. Of course I agreed to go with him, not like I had something better to do and I never say no to free, who does, right?

Well anyways. We went to this new cafe that had just recently opened up, Dre payed for both him and I, without me even having to ask, how sweet.

"You wanna eat it here or go back to my place?"

"Let's go ba---."

"Tupac!" Yelled the owner. She was filled with excitement.

I turned around in shock and saw him again, for the first time in three weeks. "Wassup, baby!" He hugged her lifting the short lady into the air.

"Oh my god I can't believe that you actually came!" She screeched out, literally..

He chuckled, "You know I just had too, boo."

"Baby girl?" Dre spoke, taking me out of my gaze.

"Hm?" I answered.

"Um, I said. Do you wanna eat here or at my house?"

"Here." I said eying Pac, from the corner of my eye now.

"Aight, cool. Come on then." He grabbed our food, walking over to an empty table.

I can't believe he's here, walking up in here like that's his new girl friend or something. Whatever I don't even know why I care, I'm not shit to him, his words not mine. I shook the thought off, trying to enjoy my little lunch break with Dre. It was very hard to do that though.

All I heard in my ear was that bitch laughing, she was literally laughing at everything he was saying. I swear I just wanted to go over there and snatch her ass up, but I honestly had no reason too. Pac and I are seperate and he can do what he pleases to do...and I just have to except that.

Pac soon spotted Dre and I, causing me to start smirking. He approached us and the first words that came out of this man's mouth was, "What's sup, Aaliyah."

I looked up at him in shock before responding, "Hi.."

He started smirking at me before walking away from our table. I rolled my eyes, why is he talking to me like he didn't just cuss me out the last time he seen me. I wasn't even hungry anymore I was pissed on the inside, but I wanted to play it cool. I didn't want Pac to know that he was bothering me.

"You good, babygirl?" Dre asked me, taking me out of my thoughts.

"I'm cool..." I mumbled.

"Don't let that nigga get to you." He said.

"I just said I was fine." I told him, becoming a bit annoyed.