Black Imagines

Chris Brown

~ Y/N = your name ~

*At your house and phone rings*

You: *Answer* Hey Kim! What's good?

Kim: No not good.. There's pictures of your man all over the magazines saying he was all over these spanish bitches last weekend in Miami.

You: Nah, i bet it ain't that serious. I trust Chris, we've been through shit like this.

Kim: Yeah that's what he always says, c'mon y/n this has happened more than once. Are you ever gonna break up with his ass?

You: Kim, I know your my best friend and all watching out for me but this is a relationship between Chris and I. If I'm worried about it, I'll talk to him. But I'm not.

Kim: Girl bye! I'll see you around later, but if you need me to beat up Chris' cheating ass I gotchu.

You: Lol, whatever. *Hangs up phone*

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Throughout the day you think about what Kim said. What if Chris is actually cheating on you? You guys have been together for almost two years, he wouldn't play some bullshit right? Just wait till he gets home later today, you'll play it cool and then question this nigga after.

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It's 8pm and you're supposed to meet Chris at Red Lobster for his arrival from being on a mini tour. You haven't seen him in 3 weeks.

You: *Waits at table, checks phone* Shit it's already 8:45.... Where is Chris? Fuck what if he's cheating on me.

*Chris arrives*

Chris: Shit i'm so sorry baby, my flight was delayed and I tried to get here as fast as I could but I wanted to look good. *Kisses you on the lips* I'll make it up to you, I promise.

You: (*thinks* Omgggggg, my man is looking so sexy I can't even right now, I just wanna take off that well fitted suit of his and kiss him all over.) It's alright baby...

Chris: So how you been? I miss seeing your beautiful face.

You: I've been working, working out, sleeping. Didn't really wanna go out since you weren't with me.

Chris: Oh shit I went out... but anyways, you know you could always hit up a club whenever. You don't need me.

You: Well yeah but I wouldn't want to end up going home with another guy.

Chris: (*thinks* Shit... she saw the magazine covers. I wanna bring it up but what if she acts up and thinks I cheated? Yeah I was with some girls in Miami drunk and shit, but I never took them back to my hotel. Damn why the paparazzi gotta make me look like a bad boyfriend?) You wouldn't do that right?

You: Of course not, but would you do that shit with other girls? *Rolls eyes*

Chris: Y/N, don't give me attitude. If something is wrong, tell me what's up. I just got back and your acting as if I did something wrong.

You: *Stands up* Well I thought you would know since you were the one fucking around with spanish bitches in Miami and my friends have to tell me about it. You know I always dealt with everything everyone said about you but enough is enough. If you cheated on me, just fucking tell me.

Chris: How the fuck are you gonna accuse me of cheating because of what your friends say? We made it clear from the start that we wouldn't fight over what other people say. Do you Y/N, believe what you want.

You: Fuck you Chris and fuck all those girls you fucked with. Fuck you for always leaving me and having the fucking time of your life while I'm at home waiting for your ass to get back. What fucking attention do I get from my boyfriend? None. Yet I continue to be with you. *Leaves and waits for guy at front to get your car*

*Chris follows you and wraps his arms around you from the back*

You: Chris.

Chris: Y/N

You: What do you want?

Chris: Are you not gonna let me explain?

You: Fine, I'll drive home then you explain.

Chris: That's my baby.

You: *Smirks*

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Back at the house.

You: Alright, all I want is an explanation then you can go back to your house.

Chris: Lol, you drove me here remember? You want me to walk home?

You: *Laughs* Whatever, take my car but you're not sleeping with me!

Chris: That's what you always say..

You: I need an explanation Chris.

Chris: Look, Y/N. There's pictures of me in Miami with other girls looking like we were up to do some bad things but trust me, nothing happened. Yes I was drunk but whether I'm drunk, high, dead, or whatever your ALWAYS in my mind. Whatever I do I think of how it would effect you. The paparazzi obviously got me lookin' like I was about to fuck them, but we was just laughin having a good time. Y/N, we been together for almost two years. I've never told any girl this... But I love you and only you....

You: I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gotten this mad. I love you too...

Chris: *moves closer to you and kisses your lips softly*

You: *kisses back passionately and bites his lip*

Chris: I never cheated on you and never will, I promise to God.

You: *sits on Chris' lap while facing him* I'm sorry baby.

Chris: It's all good. I understand why you was mad. *Grabs booty* Now I haven't gotten any action in 3 weeks, am I gonna get some tonight from the girl I love?

You: Hmmm, maybe. *Takes Chris' hand and walks upstairs to your bedroom*

THE END