Thicker Than Water | Rotimi FanFiction

Chapter Eight.

ROTIMI'S POV

"I think I fucked up man..." I say to Gavin.

"No need to think. You DID fuck up. I'll be surprised if she even talks to you again after that." Gavin tries on a pair of shoes.

We're in this exclusive shoe store uptown called Bailey's. It's so exclusive that you need a passcode to get in.

"I hope she does. I didn't mean for her to get caught up in any of that. Hell, I didn't want to get caught up in any of that my damn self."

"What you need to worry about is whether or not she's going to go to the cops..."

"Nah. She's not like that .. I can tell. If she was going to snitch I'm sure I would be in jail by now."

Gavin shrugs then nods his head in agreement.

"You like these?" Gavin says, stepping his foot out towards me.

"Yeah, those are nice."

"Honestly, I wouldnt give a fuck if you didn't like them.. I was still going to buy them."

"So why the hell you ask for my opinion?" I laugh.

"Just wanted you to feel important."

"I swear you're so damn irritating!" I laugh.

I take another look at the shoes he's trying on.

"I don't think I've ever seen you in shoes like that. You got a pimp convention that I don't know about?" I smirk.

"Hardy-har-har, very funny... if you must know, I have a date."

"You? A date?"

"Yes, me. Why is it so hard to believe that I'm going on a date?" Gavin laughs.

"Because the only dates you've been on lately have been with the studio. Who's the lucky girl?"

Gavin hesitates to answer as if he doesn't want to tell me who the girl is.

"It's Rosa..."

"Rosa?! Zara's sister.. THAT Rosa?" My mouth drops.

"Yeah that night of your concert we exchanged numbers."

"You must really like her. It's like pulling teeth trying to get you to give ANYBODY your number."