Before I start the chapter i just wanna say ....
My birthday is in 12 days (April 4th) to be exact.Turn up!! Haha! HOLLA atcha girl! 😏🎉🎈🎊💰💧
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~ Naomi's POV ~
I took my time clicking on the contacts icon on my home screen, then slowly taking 300,00 years to scroll all the way down to his name in my phone. After finally getting to his number in my phone, I sat on my bed for 20 minutes straight just staring at my phone. Never in my life have I been so scared to call my ex before. Back when we were dating and even some time after we broke up, we would still talk on the phone and talk just about anything. We would talk about our favorite Spongebob episodes, favorite Boondocks episodes, things we would get in trouble for when we were little, how bad we got our ass beaten when we were little for doing bad stuff, what our favorite subject is in school,and other stuff and the conversation would go on from there. There never really would be any kind of awkward silence of any kind because we would literally be talking the whole time about every and anything in the world. And the whole time just talking to him felt natural...felt like I could just talk to him forever about anything in the world and never even get bored while talking to him because he could always make me laugh and make me see the deeper meaning of things like life itself and music and other stuff that I would never be able to see on my own. I know that not much came out of our relationship, but why does it seem like I couldn't stop thinking about him, I don't even care about the fact that he's a celebrity. When I look at him and talk to him and stuff I just see him as a regular human being in the world with no kind of special talent or a record deal. Like that night when we called me out of no where and sporadically told me that he loved me a while after we broke up, I got mad at him because it seemed like he was playing around with my emotions or just saying it to say it or to just mess with my head or something. And I don't like people who play with my emotions or think it's funny or cute to play with them. But now I have to get over this piece of him that I have stuck in my head ... maybe even somewhere in my heart so that I can finally move on and not be stuck on him for the rest of my life. I finally clicked on his number and it was dialing ....
~ Jacob's POV ~
"Shut up man, I'll see you guess later." I laughed closing the door behind Roc and Ray. I went and sat down on the couch and turned on Maury putting my feet up on the table, trying to relax for a little while.
** DING ** ** DING ** ** DING ** ** DING ** ** DING ** ** DING ** ** DING ** ** DING **
I looked down and saw that Naomi was calling me because our cuffing date popped up with all these hearts, kissing emojis, and kinds of love related emojis popped up with her one of her Instagram pictures set as her picture in my phone. I hesitated to answer , but I finally picked my phone up off the couch and answered.
Naomi: hello?
Me: yea...
Naomi: hey! wassup
Me: nothing just sitting here watching tv
Naomi: oh okay... so, uhh. anything new?
Me: .... *laughs*
Naomi: hello?!
Me: yea! sorry I wasn't paying attention .. but yea .. what were you saying?
Naomi : (-__-) anyways ... uhhh, how's life. I haven't talked to you in a while
Me: .....
Naomi: is this a bad time to call you right now?
Me: nah ....

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Hold on Tight (Kendrick Lamar, August Alsina, MB Fan Fiction)
Fanfiction18 year old Taylor and Naomi explore new things in their upcoming freshman year of college. They experience thing that typical upcoming college freshman usually wouldn't on a daily basis. They learn that not everything is meant to go as planned.