Chapter 3 Think about you

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                                                   "All this racing heart, Got you on my mind"

Tati's P.O.V

His voice flowed through my speakers, my ear drums holding onto every note and every word, thoughts of the last time I saw him flashed in my mind. The things he messaged me last night brought it all back. Was this feeling I had real? do G and I really connect, or is it just lust, and do I trust myself enough to know the difference? As I applied my makeup with shakey hands I wondered if seeing him tonight would help me figure it out. 

G's P.O.V

"Last night I sent a message Drunk when I sent it, pieces of a fragmented sentence Essentially along the lines of saying I'm in town And cross the line just saying if you're down"

As I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes I thought about the things I said to Tati last night, how I want her, and need her. I asked her to come out to my Santa Barbra show tonight, I even told her she could bring a friend I just wanted to make sure I see her before my vegas show. I can't stop worrying that she might not come "Yo g" conners voice caused me to snap out of my thoughts "Come in!" I hollered rolling off the top bunk of the tour bus "Some kind of drug lyrics got approved, they want you to lay it down on a track in a few days" Some kind of drug, the song I wrote about T "Yo, dope I'm really digging the vibe for that track" I said lighting up a pre rolled blunt I had on the counter "Digging the vibe of the track, or the girl who inspired it?" Conner asked looking at me seriously. As I exhaled my smoke I thought about what he said "Man, I don't know what it is. I can't get her out of my damn head." I sighed disappointed in my sudden attachment "It happens man, don't fight it. You're 27 maybe it's good you're feeling this. You can have something real" I thought about what conner was saying, all I wanted was something real, but how do I know what T want's "Just think about it, ill see you tonight" He said before giving me a fist bump and leaving me alone on the bus with my thoughts.



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