Baby Mama (Tyler The Creator)

Andre

"Andre? what are you doing here?" I asked confused "answer my question first." He replied "I don't wanna talk about it right now..." I said trailing off and looking down "now answer mine." I added "well..I'm managed here." He replied "you got signed?" I asked. Andre was a rapper. Ever since I met him he had his little career but it always stayed local. Never did I think he'd break out of our city and into the industry. Not that I thought he couldn't make it, he just always spoke down on it saying that he didn't fuck with the 'Hollywood' vibe. "yeah, surprising right?" He chuckled "But seriously tell me what's wrong Aliyah, I don't like seeing you like this." He added  "I didn't want you to see me like this.. "I mumbled wiping my face "so what happened?" He asked "shit." I said blandly. He paused for a moment then chuckled "you're still hard headed as fuck , that hasn't changed." He shook his head. I gave him a small chuckle back. "Come on lemme buy you lunch, we can catch up." He offered "that sounds nice." I smiled.
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We arrived at this pizza place a few blocks down from where we came from. Walking in it smelled like heaven, I was starving. "I can see your drool forming." Andre joked nudging me. I knocked out of my trace and turned to him "hm?" He chuckled and shook his head as the waitress led us to our table. he pulled out my chair for me and i thanked him with a warm smile as he took his seat. we ordered a large pizza to share and some waters "so tell me wassup." i said looking up at him "nothing much, my label just moved me out here and seeing as i don't know anybody in town i've just been cooped up in the crib. what about you ?" he asked "pretty much the same. only person i know out here is ty-" i quickly caught myself "-my roommate but they're always on tour." i answered taking a awkward sip of water. it's not that i'm trying to hide tyler from andre, it's just after everything that went down the last thing i want to talk about is that boy. "what does your roommate do?" andre questioned "oh they do music, speaking of, hows yours going?" i asked changing the subject "musics been amazing. every time i hit the studio it's therapeutic. crazy that i'm getting paid to do what i love." i smiled "it's good to hear how finally happy you are. i remember back home you were always stressing bout your next shows" i chuckled "yeah because those shows were my meal ticket for the next week" he chuckled back "but things are different now. a nigga not starving no more."

we continued to talk and eat for an hour or two before i started dozing off. not that i'm not interested in the conversation, it's just this pregnancy got me on a whole different level of exhaustion. it's like my body just shuts off at random and goes into do not disturb "aliyah.. aliyyaahhhh." i heard feeling a strong grip on my shoulder nudging me "hmm? i'm up i'm up!" i mumbled sitting back up and shaking myself awake. andre chuckled getting out of his chair "i think it's time i take you home." he laughed. i went to go step out of  my chair but couldn't feel the floor. i furrowed my eyebrows together in confusion as andre scooped me up into his arms "you don't have to do this, i'm good." i said trying to pry myself out of his grip "you can barely hold your own eyes open, let alone hold yourself up." he responded "no really i'm-" "aliyah just relax, i got you." andre soothed cutting me off . i relectantly shut my mouth and i warped my arms around his neck, laying my head on his chest as he carried me out the restaurant. "awwww look how cute!" i heard the host whisper to her coworker on our way out. i smirked, i forgot how good andre was to me, despite how badly we ended. anytime we're together we attract so much good energy and he makes me feel so safe. everything just makes sense when we're together, everything just feels right.  andre opened the car door and laid me in the passenger seat. as he slid his arms from underneath me my sweater rode up, exposing my belly. andre snatched his arms away and took a step back, his whole demeanor changing "aliyah.. you're... pregnant!?" he exclaimed "andre i- ...i can-" he just stared back at me with a wild look on his face "...i'm 12 weeks.." i sighed . his face softened as he took a step closer, placing his hand over my belly "is it mine ?" he asked softly looking up at me "i-it might be ...."

authors note
so to give y'all a lil knowledge so ur not confused. aliyah and andre fucked, bout 12 weeks ago. Dun, dun , DUUUUNNNNNNNN
(ps: thank you all so much for getting this to #2 in odd future !)