He Loves Me【Zane X Reader】[ Completed ]

[ Chapter 15 ]

*don't play song*

Y/n's pov. 

It's been 2 weeks since this Lesley girl has been following me. I'm in music class with Zane and we're at the hall of the school. The music class seems to be occupied at the moment.

" okay, it's either you pair up or on your own, except Lesley and Aaron, you two have to be pair up for no reason " Miss Glen said.

She announce and that bitch is with my brother, there's no in the hell am i accepting that. Aaron saw me and gave me a signal of not to burst out, i groaned.

" okay, you have 20 minutes to figure out a song " Miss Glen said.

" i don't think she'll do anything to him, plus he is your brother and she works for your father " Zane place a hand on my shoulder.

" you right " i said.

He's so calm to me.

" so what song are you singing? " i asked.

" well, let's search " he said and has his phone out.

~ Time Skip ~

" alright next, Y/n " Glen calls out.

She pass me the mic but i denied, she looks confuse. I walk to the corner to grab the guitar that was placed there. I grab a chair and sit below the stage, i don't like stages.

I started playing the guitar.

*play song*

Song : Psycho
By : Post Malone
Cover by : Marina Lin

Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos

My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth, ay
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ay
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ay
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ay

I made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it, " ay
30 for a walkthrough, man, we had that bitch lit, ay
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Out the window of the Benzo, we could send in the rent'

And I'm like "Woah, man, my neck so god dang cold"
Diamonds weigh, my teeths is sore
I got homies, let it blow, oh
My money thick, won't ever fold
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
And I can't ever tell you no

Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos

My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

I finished and applause from them, and i see Lesley with a fake smile.

Something's up with her.