Trey Songz, Chris Brown and August Alsina Imaginations

Adoptive Brother, Part 7 x Chris Brown

Imagine you're fuming with anger. You push Chris back by his chest and shout for him to get away. How could he even fix his face to even ask you to be his girlfriend two weeks prior when he's all over here? You raise up your hand and slap the left side of his face. "You played me Chris!" He stands there frozen probably shocked in the moment. You frown and hit his chest, breathing heavily. "Played you how?" Chris raises his voice above yours and it's evident that he's angry too. "You said you're in love with me and how you want to be with me. But you're out here making a fool of me in these streets. You ain't shit!" Your voice starts to crack and you hit his chest repeatedly. He then grips your wrist and shoves you up against a wall. "Man calm yo ass down!" Christopher growls, breathing uneven and trying to catch his breath at a steady pace. "That's why you're upset? Because you think she's my girl? Y/N, That's my friend, yo it's not even like that. She told me how she's out here visiting family or whatever. Besides she's into girls," he said sincerely causing your tough exterior to melt right at his touch. You look up and watch Chris's chest rise and fall as he stares down at you. His dark brown eyes filled with ardent and aversion. "I-I had no idea she was..." Your voice trails and you suddenly feel bad for the way you've acted out of character. "Ma you gotta cut that bullshit out... for real" You sigh and wrap your arms around his waist, stand on your tippy toes and bury your face in his neck. Chris turns his head and stares in an opposite direction. He knows you are stubborn and the very epitome of the definition. This is how you apologize. "You can't be mad Chris, you love me." You tut in a child's tone. But he only ignores you, so you kiss and suck on his neck until he chuckles and says stop. You knew he wouldn't stay mad at you for so long. You both stand outside and dial your mom's number so she can come get y'all.