Forever Mine💕

Chp.8💕

"So what did he have to say" i asked my mum grabbing a plate of food. My dad had visited her the other day and obviously she was not to happy about it.

"He just came to pick up a few statements from my lawyer, nothing major" she sighed sitting next to me.

"Great as long as he dont try no slick shit"

"Ley watch your mouth befo i pop you in it" she instructed stale facing me.

"Sorry ma" i chuckled going in on the mac 'n' cheese she had made.

"Soo whats up with you and Mr. Quavo" she asked smirking.

"Nuthin mama i told you me and Quavious are not together and we are far from it"

"But he wants to work on yall" she said raising her eyebrows.

"He does but im kinda feeling someone else right now" i said putting my fork down

"And who may that be"

"Travis Scott, a rapper" i cheesed looking down in my lap.

"You and these rappers" she replied shaking her head
"So does Qua know"

"Yes but its non of his business"

"Ik baby but he gonna have to know who finna be around his child" she said expressing concern.

"He knows"
"Trav is his business partner"
I shrugged taking a piece of the cornbread that was sliding off of my plate.

"You dont think he gonna have a problem" she asked raising her eyebrows.
"I mean Travis is his friend"

"Mum ik but he shouldnt have a problem cuz it aint like we together" i shrugged once again. Im getting annoyed right now with everyone. Im trying to have a life of my own and everyone wanna bring up Quavo like he my husdand or sum. Im done with him and i dont want nothin to do with him. Me and my mum hung out for a few more hours then i left to pick up Harley from school.

"Hey mommy" she said once she arrived in the car.

"Wassup baby" i smiled.

"Im good" she smiled back leaning against the window.
"Is daddy coming over tonight" she asked looking through the lil mirror at me.

"No baby but Trav is, remember he is suppose to help you fix yo bike" i smirked.

"Ion want him to help me, i want daddy to help" she pouted folding her arms over her chest.

"Ok baby" i sighed pulling out my phone.
"Call him" she grabbed the phone from my hamds and punched in Qua's number into the dial pad. It took her a week to learn his number and ever since she's put it to great use.

"Hey daddy" she smiled once the phone stopped ringing.

"Wassup babygirl" he said greeting her.

"Me and mommy want you to come over tonight, but moslty mommy" she giggled. I rolled my eyes and focused my attention on the road.

"Your mama wants me to come over woww" he sighed.
"Im surprised she aint asked Trav to" he said throwing shade.

"I was gonna but Harley insisted" i shot back rolling my eyes. Ever since he found out me and Trav been messing around he been pretty distant. Its not like i blame him but damn this nigga actin like me and him fuckin. He only talks to me when it concerns Harley and im kinda of getting sick of it.

"Whateva" he replied kissing his teeth.
"What time you want me to come over Harls" he asked.

"At about 6" she smirked looking at me once again. There is no doubt that Harley doesnt know whats going between me and Qua. In fact she so smart on more than one occasion she has tried to get us back together.