Gunz To The Wind | #Wattys2019

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(I got bored so I decided to write y'all another chapter🤷🏾‍♀️) (I DID NOT PROOFREAD EITHER. a bitch is tide.)

After his little bathroom fling, Tatum returned to the private area he rented out for his friends. He gave Savannah a half smile and sat in his original spot. Taking out a freshly rolled blunt out of his pocket, Tay lit it up and sat back to watch the view ahead of him. Amber was dancing lightly to the music talking to her a potential jawn. Savannah and Gee sat in the corner laughing and touching all over each other.

Tatum turned his head to the left to see Nyla and Kaylin but they were a no show. He stretched his neck out and seen them sitting at the bar, laughing once again.

"Aight y'all already know what fucking time it is! Let's that birthday nigga Gee to the stage!" The DJ said into the mic as everyone started to yell out different shit.

Gee stood to his feet and playfully dusted off his Versace silk shirt and climbed down the stairs over to the DJ booth, dapping up a few different niggas he knew around the way.

"What it do?! I know y'all muhfuckas outchea having the time of y'all fucking lives! Live this shit up boooyyyyy! You only turn 27 once baby! Enjoy y'all night! Turn the fuck up!" He yelled semi-drunkenly into the mic causing everyone to laugh.

The DJ stood his hand then went back to playing music which happened to be a reggae throwback of Everyone Fall in Love by Devante & Tantro Metro. If you knew Nyla and Kaylin personally you would know they grew up with Jamaica in their bloods so this was they shit so they ran to the dance floor and started to whine slowly, causing all eyes to be on them.

The way that the orange camo pants fit on Nyla you would swear they were painted on her. Her toned and pierced belly was rolling as the white long sleeved crop top rose above her belly. Kay had her arms in the air causing her skin toned bodysuit to catch the curves of all her wonderful assets. The girls had all eyes on them and they didn't pay it any mind.

"Ok mamas!" Amber yelled off the balcony to the girls.

They laughed and continued to dance, waving at her and telling her to come join them.

Tay stood to his feet and joined Amber watching the girls too, especially Nyla. Her natural hair was in a sleep low ponytail and she had on minimal makeup with a Fenty Trophy Wife highlight he was only familiar with because of Van. Along with her outfit she wore a pair of black sock Balenciaga runners.

"Remember what I said." Savannah said as she snuck up on her best friend.

"I heard you ma. I'm sorry for ending that talk like dat." He pulled her to him and kissed the top of her head.

"It's fine peanut head." She teased.

"She seems more different than what you used to. She look like a good girl Tay. Don't go out and hurt her." Savannah spoke as she started at Nyla too.

"I gotchu Van."
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"Girl I haven't danced like that in a minute." Nyla said as they walked back to the bar.

"You was gettin' it tho bih." Kaylin stuck her tongue or and twerked in her seat.

Nyla bopped her head to the best as she looked around. Somehow her eyes got stuck once they landed on Tatum. He looked like chocolate dipped in milk in his white long sleeve tee and dark ripped jeans with Jordan's on. He looked simply good. No blinged out jewelry or no big ass watch on his wrist.