Dreamboat | Lil Yachty

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I sat on the bench, taking my adidas off and setting them next to me. Miles sits in the other side doing the same and we both put on our skates.

"We're so old," he chuckles, lacing one up. "Roller skate dates."

"I like it though, we aren't like other couples."

"I like it too," he says standing up and holding his hand out for me. The two of us go out onto the ring and start skating slowly.

"They play this song everywhere," Miles says as we hear the beginning of broccoli.

"Hey lil Mama would you like to be my sunshine? Nigga touch my gang we gone turn this shit to Columbine," I say with the song.

Miles looks at me with an interested smiles as I continue to sing.

"Ice on my neck cost me ten times three. Thirty thousand dollars for a nigga to get flee."

"Damn is there any songs by me you don't know? When I met you I didn't realize you were such a fan till later."

"Nah buddy, I was all in."

We skated for about an hour until we got tired and decided to go eat. The skating ring was filled and he was constantly getting stopped, which he enjoyed more then he shows.

He was talking to a couple of fans as I stood a kinda far away, away from the people crowded around him. I felt eyes on me and I turned a seen it was a girl staring at me.

She had a really stank look on her face making me return one.

"Is there a problem?" She says, stepping forward.

Seems like she's one of those girls that stare and wait for you to say something to get it poppin.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out right now," I say, standing straight up, getting my back off the wall.

"If you want a problem, we can most definitely have one little hoe," she says, taking another step forward.

Oh so we name calling? Okay.

"Know yourself before you start calling me out my name," I warn.

"No bitch, you know yourself! Bitch you think you are the shit cause you date Lil Yachty but you not special! I'll knock yo Lil ass out!"

"That's what this is about?" I say, rolling my eyes hard. "You calling me out my name over my nigga?"

"Don't nobody want your nigga, I already fucked him bitch. He my leftovers," she say, closing the gap between us.

"This is sad, trying to press me over some dick."

Next thing I know she swung on me and I ate it, quickly recovering. I punched her back dead in her lips and then we was fighting.

She tugged on my hair but I was steady landing hits to her face, even when I couldn't see. When she lost grip of my hair I knocked her hard in her face, making her go down. I got on top of her and was steady punching, not being able to stop.

I heard hype in the background but I was in my own world until I felt myself being pried off of the girl.

"Baby come on," I hear Miles say as he tried to pull me away. The other girl was being grabbed by two security guards.

"You dumb ass bitch!" I hear her yell.

"Shut up and quit talking shit like I didn't just hand you your ass and won't do it again!" I yell as Miles continues to pull me back. "What happen to whooping my ass girl?

"Cordelia shh!" Miles says, shutting me up.

"Um the two of you have to leave and the only reason I'm not calling the cops is because I seen her swing first but you need to leave quick," I teenage looking worker says.

Miles yanks me by my wrist as we get our stuff and head outside and got into the car.

"I'm so sorry Babe. I wasn't trying to fight her but she hit me and I handled my business," I say as he starts pulling off.

"I'm not mad," he says after a two minute silence. "I just shouldn't have left you by yourself."

"It's okay. She was jealous and looking for a problem anyways."

"What even happen?"

"She was staring like she was getting paid over time so I stared back. Then she started calling me out my name and then she starts in on about how she fucked you and all this shit. I was so calm and everything and then she just hit me."