just friends

lean

Real Life

"Finally! I didn't think you were going to make it." Diego stands up from the coach, pulling me into a warm hug.

"Hey Diego," I say, returning his embrace. I let go, and turn the other boys in the room, "Hey guys!" I give them a smile.

"Yo what's up melissa?" Steve yells out from his spot, letting out a cloud of smoke. "You here to watch your mans kill it?"

"1, not my man. 2 I'm here to watch him try to kill it, we'll see if he actually does." I send Diego a smirk, he chuckles picking up a red solo cup. "Hey, give me a sip," I reach out the cup for Diego to move it out of my reach as fast as he could, almost spilling its contents.

"Oh, uh, it's warm and gross." He sputters out, I give him a questioning glance. "Diego what is in the cup?" I can hear the other boys shuffling out of the room.

"Uh D, we are going on a run for food, text me if you want something!" Steve calls out, pushing the other boys out the door.

"Wait man, don't-!" The door shuts, "It's nothing babe." I glare at him, standing away from him.

"Diego, I swear to fucking god, if that's lean in there." I lean over to grab the cup again.

"Babe, babe please don't be mad, one of the guys brought it! And its really not a big deal!" He says, trying to take a step towards me. I take a step back, annoyed that the other night, when I thought we had this amazing heart to heart, he gave some bullshit about his sobriety and now he's standing in front of me, drinking a cup of lean.

"Diego, I swear to god, stop calling me babe. We talked about this, you said you weren't doing this shit! It's not good for you, I want you to be healthy Diego. I can't have you in my life, being so important, especially if you're going to risk your health. I can't deal with the idea of losing you." I say, close to tears. Diego took another step towards me, I take another back, hitting a wall. Diego closes in trapping me.

"I'm so sorry Melissa. I am. I want to be sober, its hard. I'm really trying here, I just sometimes it feels like I need it, when I can't deal with things, I go to these vices. I don't want to, but I'm trying, for me, for you, for everyone that cares about me, for my fans. I hate letting everyone down, especially you." He lifts his hand, brushing hair out of my face, placing his forehead on mine.

"Diego.... when you feel like you need those things, call me, call your friends we're here for you. We want you to be better, we are your support system. I'll still be here for you, even when things like this happen, so will your fans. What hurts the most is that you tried to hide it from me, I can't help you if you're not honest." I look up into his eyes, wrapping my arms around him, pulling him into a hug. I feel his arms wrap around me, holding me close.

"Thanks baby, I appreciate you, and everything you've been doing for me lately. You've become such an important person in my life so quickly." I feel his lips press to my forehead, I look up at him briefly before nuzzling my head into his shoulder.  We stood like this for a while, just holding each other.

"We're back!!" They other boys burst into the room, holding bags of food.

"Now that we are done with all that drama, you better pour out that lean, and we can get back to you killing it."

"Alright, all right." He pulls away from me, taking the cup of lean and dumping it into a plant. "You ready for this shit baby." He smiles, walking into the booth.

I smile as he starts recording a new song, feeling more content with my life than I have before.

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