Best friends, best friend 💔 - Lil Xan

Chapter 6

Gabi's POV
We just pulled up to the studio and Diego was waiting outside for me. I open the car door and grab my shit and Diego runs over to me and pulls me into a hug.

"Really my dude? You saw me like three hours ago." I say and he releases me.

"I know I'm just excited your gonna listen to my new shit." He says pulling me towards his car as I scream a goodbye to Brielle.

I throw my bags into his g-wagon and he wraps an arm around me as we walk into the studio. He pulls me to where he is recording and opens the door and the smell of weed hits me, I look around and see Ethan, Steven, Stat (his manager), and a few people I forgot the names of. He walks me over to the couch Ethan's sitting at smoking a blunt before going into the booth.

"Hey bubs." I say before slumping down next to him.

"Hey." He says passing me the blunt.

I take a hit before passing it back to him.

"How was the mall?" Ethan asks.

"Okay, I was tormented practically the whole time we were there." I say.

"What why?" Ethan asks confused before taking a hit.

"Eh they were just picking on me." I say not wanting to tell him the real reason as he hands me the blunt.

"Why what'd you do?" He asks as I take a hit before handing him the blunt back.

"Nothing I don't know. I don't really wanna talk about it. Forget I even brought it up." I say and he nods.

"Okay." He says.

"Fuck, Diego sounds good as shitttt." I mumble listening to him rap.

"I know he's gotten a lot better." Ethan says.

Me and Ethan were now on blunt two.

"Yo shawty, your Diego's girl right?" Steven asks standing in front of me causing me to look up.

"No, just friends." I reply.

"Oh, can you sing?" He asks and before I can say no Ethan jumps on the shit.

"Fuck yeah she can, she got a great voice. And don't try to deny it." Ethan says.

"Cool, come here, xan needs to you to do something for him." Steven says and I hand the blunt to Ethan.

"Wait I don't know how good I'm gonna sound. I just smoked like a blunt and a half." I say.

"You should be fine." Steven says pushing me into the booth.

"What the fuck am I doing Diego?" I ask really not wanting to do it.

"I just need you to sing a few back up chords." He says.

He explains to me in better detail what I'm supposed to be doing and hands me a pair of headphones. I sing the few lines I was told to and look up to see everyone not in the booth with their eyes wide and jaws dropped except for Ethan who had a smile on his face. Which makes me blush a little.

"Damn baby! You can sing!" Diego says.

"Hah, not really, just a little." I blush.

"Can you rap?" He asks.

"I u-uh maybe kinda. I'm not sure if I'm any good." I say.

"I mean you don't think you are a good singer and you are so I bet you can rap too." Diego says.

"Um, I dunno know." I say.

"Wanna try? I'll rap a few bars of whatever you want with you." He says.

"Uh, maybe a different time." I say taking the headphones off.

"Okay." He says and I walk out of the booth.

"Damn shawty! You hella good!" Steven yells making me blush.

"That's my best fucking friend!" Ethan yells making me smile and sit down next to him.

He wraps his arm around me and I lean my head on his shoulder and he leans his head against mine.

Diego continues doing what he was doing for like another hour before coming out of the booth. Him and his producer talk for a few minutes before everyone starts picking they're shit up. So Ethan and I get up and he starts throwing away his beer bottles.

Diego comes over to me and wraps his arms around my waist and I wrap mine around his neck and he nestles his face into my neck.

"Hi munchkin." He says.

"Hi D." I say with a small giggle, I was slightly high.

"You did great." He says.

"Thanks, so did you." I say still giggling.

"How much did you smoke?" Diego asks pulling away from our hug so he could see me but leaving his arms around me.

"Uh, like two maybe three blunts. But I shared them with Ethan." I say.

"Okay, come on baby. I'll get you home." He says grabbing my hand.

"Ethan, you ready?" Diego asks, so I'm guessing Diego drove Ethan.

"Yeah." Ethan says.

The three of us walk to Diego's G-Wagon and I sit in the back. I guess I must have fallen asleep on the way back because that's the last thing I remember.