(Big ass time jump fam)
3 months later
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"Your girlfriend is going to kill you." Matt giggled out as we snuck into a Taxi with his girlfriend Sydney.
"I didnt wanna be at that dinner anymore." I sighed out as I closed the door behind me. "It's too boring and I'm hungry and I don't want anymore damn Caviar."
"Ooh I know a place." Sydney said as she sat up to talk to the driver. "Neals Yard please." He nodded with a smile before putting the car in drive and pulled away from the curb.
"I knew you would want to get comfortable so.." Matt said just as Sydney sat a bag on my lap. I pulled the contents out and there were blue Tommy Hilfiger joggers with a matching hoodie.
"You know how much I love you?" I praised as I took of my expensive ass clothes and changed into the more comfortable ones. "Yes, my boys can breathe!" I shouted as I spread my legs open.
They laughed at my idiocy as we fell into an easy conversation about sex for some reason.
"They won't let me touch them man." I huffed out, leaning against the window. "They got all weird and now it's been legit three months since I've gotten any action besides my hand."
"Well..we're always down for a threesome." Matt winked and Sydney nodded along. "I told Syd all about your egg plant."
"I'm not having a threesome." I groaned out as I huffed in annoyance. "I don't even know what I did, I haven't gotten drunk around them at all."
"You've gotten drunk though." Matt teased, referencing to a couple nights ago where I danced on top of a bar. The video was sent everywhere and it was even trending on Twitter. Not my best moment if I'm being honest.
"Yeah yeah, that won't happen again." I sighed out. "I just wish they weren't so serious all the time and would just let me be. Ever since the car incident I haven't done anything wrong."
"Price of deciding to date older woman. How old are they anyways?" Sydney asked as she fixed her makeup in the mirror.
"Vanessa is twenty four and Dana is twenty five." Her eyebrows shot up as she leaned forward.
"And you're twenty two?" I nodded softly. "God I'm twenty one and I can't imagine being forced to be sober. Even though Matt is like old as fuck."
"Hey! I'm not thirty yet." He huffed out as he crossed his arms.
"You will be in three years." I teased as the car came to a stop. "Thank you," I leaned forward and handed him a hundred dollar bill before climbing out. I pulled my hoodie up to disguise my face as we walked into the smaller restaurant.
"Hi, welcome to Neal's, would you like a booth or table?" The hostess asked as she started to gather menus.
"Booth?" I proposed and they nodded. "A booth please." She smiled and led up to the back booth by a window.
"Can I start you off with some drinks?" We all ordered our drinks and she walked off hastily to get them.
"So Y/nn, what's happening music wise for you?" Matt asked as we fell into a brief silence.
"I'm just writing right now before I actually start recording. Just taking a small vocal and mental rest." He nodded in understanding as he leaned back.
"That's good, we can't have your pretty ass voice gone." I winked playfully before looking at Sydney who was watching me with a small smile.
"You're very pretty, have you thought about modeling part time?" I cocked an eyebrow as I shook my head. "You should think about it. It's great exposure and the amount of free product you get is crazy."
