You can't blame me for falling for someone.
You can't blame him either.
You can't blame either of us.
It just happened.
The heart does what it does.
"Are you sure you're ready for this?" he asked.
"No I'm not, but I'm damn sure I'm not going to pu...
Caleb opened the door and I stepped out of the car, staring at the huge house, or shall I say mansion. " Wow. This place is beautiful. " I was in awe. Caleb looked over at me and flashed a small smile towards me.
I felt weird being here with him. Not because of him per se, but it was more of an awe feeling being around so many famous people. Beyonce was here with her husband, along with August Alsina, Drake, the Kardashians, and more.
"Holy shit, Rihanna!" I gasped. "How the hell....?" I looked up at Caleb basically demanding an explanation.
"Um... It's a charity. Celebrities come for it all the time." He gave a simple, yet nervous answer. I liked it. It was honest.
As we walked inside, I was in total and complete awe. The fangirl inside me was itching to come out. But I was his date and I have to be appropriate, not trying to embarrass myself in front of his mother.
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Caleb's POV
I was nervous. Reign would be the first girl after Talia that my mother would be meeting. Honestly, nervous wasn't even the word, I was afraid. My mother was.....very interesting when it came to having a woman in my life. I was sitting next to Reign bouncing my leg and drinking champagne.
" You know. For a celebrity, you sure don't act like one." I looked at Reign and chuckled.
"What gave it away?" She smirked and got up.
"Dance with me. We don't need you to get blackout drunk at your mother's fundraiser. Mind you, you're my ride home babe." She answered and took my hand pulling me out the seat, dragging me to the dance floor.
I ain't even know it (even know it) Even know it (know it) Teddy call you to the stage Then you seen a nigga throw it (nigga throw it) Th-throw it (throw it) Throwing that ass for days
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I chuckled as we danced on the floor, Reign was different and I loved it. As I was holding her, I leaned in lightly kissing her neck.
Black card, party in the back yard Shorty got the black bra showing (black bra showing) Tatted up, ass fat enough She a bad bitch and she already know it (Yeah she know it) Yeah she know it, yeah yeah she know it
"Isn't this song a little too....ghetto...for a fundraiser?" She asked hesitantly.
"Nope. My mom likes to make things comfortable for everyone. There's gonna classical music some time at the end of the fundraiser." She chuckles and turned around, wrapping her arms around my neck. "You enjoying yourself though?"
"Yes." She looked in my eyes. "Are you?"
"Not really. It's more of a chore than it is an event for me. I do this shit every 6 months." I answered her looking into hers.
