Chris Brown Imagines

Pretty Brown Eyes (2)

"Baby you my bestfriend.... Corny.

Girl you got me dreamin!... Nah nah"

I was writing this song. I couldn't find lyrics and when I did it didn't go right with the beat. I wasn't frustrated just curious on what the hell this song is meant to be about. Im in no relationship so the words are false and don't fit. This is annoying..

"Hey, Im awake now :)"

I looked at my phone and seen that Jordan finally work up from her nap. I stared at the text before opening it up. I legit just had a doubtful feeling about being with her today. It's embarrassing that I can't write this song. I mean it's normal but im not the type to get writers block.

"Seen me that address and Ima be on my way."

After saying that I clicked on her profile and lurked a little bit. I scrolled down and just read some of the comments and looked at the caption. There were saying some pretty mean stuff. Mostly girls hating but the niggas was the thing that caught me.

You can't keep running bitch

Thank God he removed satan out my life... #YOU

Hoes like you are the reason niggas treat good girls bad.

You disgrace to the female society.

I ignored it all and figured they were just salty about her probably rejecting them. Didn't care though. Im about to meet her today and she's gorgeous. Her videos seem like she's funny and got good taste in music. That she loved the simple things in life.. easy going.

After lurking she sent me her address and I told her to be ready in 30 Minutes. I was working on a song so I saved my drafts and turned off everything in my Home built Studio. I walked down the hall to my room and picked out me an outfit. 

I got in the shower and started free-styling. Singing whatever words came in my mind. Don't worry, I made sure I recorded myself on my iPad mini that's built through out my house. Just in case something good is being sung. But my pad is for my cameras, outfiit pickers, Deliveries, Emails, Updates, Etc. It's like my own personal robot. It tells me who's approaching the house and who's leaving etc. I record through out the day and it sends straight to my studio.

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I hoped in my custom painted Lamborghini and headed towards Jordan House. It was a long drive. About a hour away. When I got to her house. I turned off my car and walked up to the weird looking house. I mean not weird but this was the poor side of the city. She was really pretty and looked like she had money... this better not be catfish.. This better not be no one else house man. 

"Hi, is Jordan here?" I asked as someone was already watching me out the window.

"Oh you're Chris Brown?" they said.

"Yeah, Im here for Jordan."

"Yes, come inside please... Please." 

I walked in the house and it was decent... It was nice tbh. I didn't see the person that was by the window.. Don't even know where she went.

 I sat on the couch and seen a small girl about 5'2 walk down the stairs. She had on grey sweats that showed her waist but also her ankles a little. She had on a Flora Jersey ( which the holey part obviously was see through)with matching shoes. She had long brown-reddish hair over her face. Jordan didn't tell me she had a little sister..

She flipped her hair back and........ Ummm.

"Chris?" she said in a small voice...

"Umm... Jordan?"

She smiled and hugged me.

"wow you actually came... surprise you aint catfish me." she joked.

"Catfish?... you have no idea." I said staring at how small she was. Is she 12?

"Well lets go." she said walking to the door.

She had this walk to her like.. when she stepped left her whole body shifted to that side. Like she twerked her butt alil. But this was natural was the strange part. She walked with the attitude of a dancer that's ready to fuck it up.

We got in my car and I just stared at the road. No matter her looks, which she was still cute asf..just young looking, I was still with a beautiful girl and I was planning a good time with her and knowing her more. I cranked up and started driving to our destination.

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Jordan's POV

Chris was so damn fine. Like just being in the car with him gave me chills. It was hard to breathe with the windows up and even harder when they were rolled down. He was making my heart skip a beat. To bad I gotta do what I gotta do..