*** COMPLETED *** If I'm Lucky [A G-Eazy Story]

Chapter 9: "I can't stop thinking about you."

A/N: This chapter is going to be in Gerald's point of view! Gotta have both perspectives sometimes. ;) Now that I'm on winter break, I'm going to try my hardest to have a chapter up every day! 

Tallyyyyy has sent you a direct message

Tallyyyyy: Hi! I know I don't know you and you don't know me at all, but I go to school with Rachel. I saw her making out with her friend Tyler and I figured you should know. Pictures are attached as proof if you don't believe me. :)

Usually, I ignore all my direct messages because they're just pointless messages of girls flirting with me, sending me nudes and all kinds of sexual shit trying to get me to sleep with them.

I used to respond... I used to have fans in my dressing room every night. Sometimes having sex with two or more, but when I met Rachel, it's like something in me changed.

When I first met her, she was getting a photo pass for my show at The Fox. She explained that she had to photograph a live event, and she was a fan of the music I had out at the time. I was still trying to make it in this world, so how could I say no to a little publicity?

She followed me around backstage with her camera that day, and every time I heard her giggle and say "that's a good one," after every photo...part of me knew I was gonna keep her around and part of me already knew I was in love with her.

Seeing that DM from this Tally girl that I don't even know made my stomach tighten. I suddenly felt nauseous knowing that someone else was making my Rachel happy. I didn't want anyone else to love on her, because that was my job.

There was one person I knew would have the answer to anything about Rachel.

g_eazy: WAKE UP. THIS IS IMPORTANT.

kaitlyn.jillard: u fucking asshole, it's 3 a.m. what do u want

g_eazy: look at these photos, is this that tyler boy?

kaitlyn.jillard: wait... who sent you those?

g_eazy: answer the question kaitlyn

kaitlyn.jillard: answer mine and then we'll talk

I rolled my eyes and slammed my palm to my forehead. Nothing's changed about her, she still has that bratty attitude.

g_eazy: idk, some girl named Tally. Slid into my dm and said she goes to school with rachel.

kaitlyn.jillard: WHAT A FUCKING CUNT.

g_eazy: can u answer my ? is that tyler or not

kaitlyn.jillard: ya it is, but she's single now so she can really see whoever she wants

g_eazy: That's MY rachel

kaitlyn.jillard: she's not ur property, first off, and second off SHE'S SINGLE. I have a psych test tomorrow so stop msing me so i can sleep

g_eazy: imma have her back in a min

kaitlyn.jillard: k gerald

I groaned and threw my phone to the side, burying my head into the hard ass hotel pillow. I missed Rachel more than anything.

I miss holding her at night in her dorm room and rubbing her back, I miss pinching her and making her laugh, I miss everything about her.

It was already damn near 6 a.m. where I am and I have to be up at 8 for some interview. No point in going to bed now.

My phone buzzed, and my heart sank when I picked it up and saw the notification wasn't from Rachel, but I decided to send her a message anyway even though I know she won't respond. She didn't even acknowledge my post.

I opened up my messages and clicked on her name. One of her pet peeves is improper grammar and misspelled words, so I knew I had to try to make this as good as possible.

"Rach, It's nearly 4 a.m. now where you're at and I can't stop thinking about you. I miss you, your lips, your body, everything about you. I miss making you laugh. I miss carrying you around everywhere. I miss waking up next to you in your dorm, in a hotel room, my place, wherever we happened to be at the time. You have a year left of college before you come back to San Fran, and who knows if we'll see each other after that. I'm sorry for what I did. What happened with Kaitlyn meant absolutely nothing. Seeing you cry broke my heart and not hearing from you is driving me insane. I'll be here when you are ready to talk to me. G."

My message said it was delivered. At least I know she hasn't blocked me yet.