Part 1 New York
Beyonce's condo
7:02 p.m"Hello." I rolled out of bed clutching my phone to my ear.
"Hey bitch guess who's in town!" My best friend Robyn screamed in my ear.
"Oh. Yay guesses that mean your coming over." I said sarcastically putting her on speaker.
"What you not happy to see me?" I could hear her frowning through the phone.
"I am, I'm just got in a great mood today." I picked up my toothbrush.
"Why babe?"
"I'll tell you when you get here." I started to brush before I hung up the phone.
Robyn p.o.v
"Did that bitch just hang up on me?" I looked at my phone and laughed.
"Ohh imma get her." I grabbed my bags and walked out of the airport.
I hailed a taxi and made it there in 30 minutes. I entered her condo complex and took the elevator to the top floor. I got my key from my wallet and entered dropping my bags in the living room. I like the way she decorated but its too light for me.
I rounded the corner to her room and sat on her bed waiting for her to come out.
Beyoncé p.o.v
Knowing that Robyn was gonna make me go out I got all dolled up before she got a chance to threaten me about it.
I opened the door and smiled. She got up and gave me the biggest hug ever. I haven't seen her in a few months I'm happy that she came to visit.
"Hey babe," I said squeezing her tighter.
"Hey, bitch." She pulled away smiling at me brightly before she slapped the shit outta my arm.
"Damn." I groaned rubbing my arm. "What was that for?"
"Hanging up on me. But anyway I'm glad your dressed cause was going out." She walked past me to the living room I followed her.
She opened her suitcase and pulled out a silky outfit and ran to the bathroom. She came out in 10 minutes with her hair and makeup done.
"Ready to go, babe?" She asked and I nodded as I slid on my jacket and hat.
We took my 2016 white Jaguar F-Type
as she gave me directions to the place she wanted us to eat at."I like this place," I said looking around as we entered.
"I knew you would it's my favorite place."
We got a booth and I started to scan the menu.
Robyn p.o.v
"Bey are you okay?" I asked squinting my eyes at her.
"No." She sighed and ran a hand through her hair.
"What's wrong?" I frowned and reached over to take her hand which she let me hold.
"Shawn broke up with me yesterday."
That ass hat I never liked him.
"What'd he say?"
"He said 'I don't want to hurt you so I'm breaking up with you before I do something stupid'. Then he said something about this girl and how he wanted to be with her, but in order to do so he had to break up with me and all this other shit." She rolled her eyes and took a sip of her water.
"Damn I'm sorry Bey. If its any consolation I happen to know the perfect person for you." I smirked at her.
"Who?" she raised her brows at me.

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