When Mariah becomes Chris Browns assistant, she doesn't expect to do anything but get her coins. What she gets is way more drama than she bargained for.
Chris somehow believes since Mariah is dark skinned and chubby that she is ugly. But just beca...
"Chris could you please move?" I was so irritated. We have both taken our showers and gotten into bed. He was laid all on me and shit.
"Imma need you to moooove." I whined.
"Stoooop. I'm sleeep." He whined back as he laid even more on me.
I hate snuggling and cuddling in the summer, so he needed to move the hell out the way. Its too fucking hot for that shit. Plus, he wasn't my man, therefore he didn't need to be all up on me.
I sat up to see there was all types of room on the other side of the bed. I got up and got in the bed on the other side.
I hadn't even been laying there for 30 seconds before Chris turned over and wrapped his arm around me, snuggling me close.
Somehow, I really didn't mind. I fell asleep almost instantly and when Chris woke me up, I had the ultimate attitue.
"You know y'all girls take forevertk get ready. We gotta be there at 12. Its bout 7 now. You got all the time you need." He said nefore laying back down and closing his eyes.
The anger and irritation I felt from being woken up was undescribable. And he was on some bullshit on top of that. I rolled my eyes and laid back down.
"Don't bither me for another three hours." I grumbled.
"Fine. I was just trynna help you out." He stated.
"Well don't." I said feeling irritated. I soon fell back asleep. I slept so good on that soft comfortable ass matress. When I woke up, Chris wasn't in the bed. I looked around confused as hell.
"Chris?" I called.
Nothing.
"Chriiiiis?" I called louder as I got out of the bed.
His ass plays too much. He's probably hiding somewhere. I searched the room to see where he was at. He was nowbere to be found. I paused for a second. He pribably left to do some early morning shopping or for whatever shenanigans he was up to.
I looked at my phone to see if he had left a message and saw that he had. I also saw that it was 1:00 PM!!!!
"This nigga left without even waking me up!" I fussed.
I ran to the bathroom and got myself cleaned up. I did my hair and put on a little bit of makeup and then put my clothes on.
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I called Lyft and had them take me down to the club. When I walked in, Chris was in the middle of doing a sound check. He was in the middle of doing a run and I literally was shook at how much raw talent he had. Like damn. He could sing his ass off.
I sat in the front and watched everything happen. The dancers practiced, he sang and danced, and the sound people made sure everything was perfect.
"Its about time you showed up. I been waiting for ya girl!" He sang while he pointed at me.
I blushed and couldn't help but smile. A few people laughed at his silliness.
"You're the one who didn't wake me up." I told him as i stood up and walked over to the bar and ordered a drink. I had a feeling I would need it.
"I didn't wanna wake you. All that snoring you was doing, you probably wouldn't have heard me anyways." He said into the mic. Everybody laughed.
"I do not snore! You're the one who slobs everywhere. Flooded mouth ass." I shot back at him.
"I was thinking about that fine white girl." He smirked.
"She ain't white and she's a lesbian so you don't have a chance." I smiled.
"I guarantee you the way I'd fuck her, her whole perception of life would change." He said.
"Yup she would start to feel regret." I pursed my lips before sipping my drink.
"Yeah for not letting me fuck her sooner." Chris smiled innocently before he went back to performing.
I rolled my eyes and logged into the club's wifi. I hadn't checked my phone Instagram since I had gotten ti Atlanta. There was several notifications. I opened the app and saw that it wzs because of a post of Chris and I walking into his hotel room. The caption made me sick to my stomach.
Reikapidia: we see @ Chrisbrownofficial like dat bitches now.
I looked up on stage and the same girl who had been talking shit on the bus was looking at me and smirking.
"Thats what you get bitch." She mouthed.
I was overcome with anger, nut I knew I had to keep my cool. I would just tell Chris later.
"Hey Mariah. How are ya?" Raymond said as he came over and gave me a side hug.
"I'm good and you?" I asked.
"I'm great. Howbya liking the job so far?" He asked.
"I like it more than I thought I would. Chris and I are getting along great." I smiled as I finished my drink.
"Thats good. I was gonna ask you for a favor."
"Yes?"
"I need you to take Chris shopping after he ginishes his performance. He needs an outfit for his performance tonight." He said.
"I thought he brought clothes?"
"Yeah for like day to day and sleepwear. He buys all his performance clothes while he's touring so not to rinkle them." He said.
"Oh...okay. Well I'll take him shopping. I'll have to get him some food or something to keep him occupied. He acts like a little kid in stores." I rolled my eyes.
"Get him some weed." Raymond said before walking off.
I giggled and shook my head. Chris finished his set and walked over to me.
"I'm hungry." Was the first thing he said when he walked over to me.
"Oh. Hello to you too Chris. My day was fine. Thanks for asking. And yours?" My sarcasm came out hard core.
"Mine was good. My assistant was too busy snoring to wake up on time." He rolled his eyes playfully.
"Whatever. Lets go get some food and then go to the store. And you better not act out this time." I told him.
"Yes mother." He mugged me.
"Ew I would not want you to be my child. You'd be bad as hell." I laughed.
"I'm bad! I'm bad! Ya know it! Shamone!" He sang danced his way out the building. I laughed as I followed him out. He's such a hand full, a funny one though.
