YOUR P.O.V.
Y/N- *gets out of bed* *bites toast and goes into the bathroom*
*an hour later*
Y/N- *grabs Harley’s lead* Come on boy, you’re coming with… *leaves*
*in the car* *phone rings*
Y/N- *looks at it* *pulls over and answers it* Hey bruh..
Spin- Hey.. you feeling okay?
Y/N- I’m alright.
Spin- How are things?
Y/N- *sighs* I’m just.. I don’t know.. I wanna forgive him but..
Spin- Exactly. There’s a but. That’s why you can’t take him back..
Y/N- What? Why are you saying this, you’re meant to be on Dig’s side…
Spin- He’s where my loyalties are.. but he cheated on you. And that’s not right, you never deserved that. No one does.
Y/N- I don’t know..
Spin- You deserve better…
Y/N- *sighs and looks down*
Spin- Tell you what, roll by my crib now and we can chill.
Y/N- I can’t. I have plans.
Spin- Later then?
Y/N- Course.
Spin- Aite, see you then *hangs up*
Y/N- *puts phone away* *starts driving again*
DIGGY’S P.O.V.
I came home, hoping to see her so we could talk things out properly and address everything. You have no idea how sorry I am.. I feel like if I knew what I did, I’d come to her immediately… why didn’t I remember anything?!
I was just focused on taking her out and trying to make things right. I know Y/N and sorry’s are the most fake things to her.. but it’s hard when you really mean it and she doesn’t believe you. How could I hurt a good, loyal girl like her? I felt so stupid…
Diggy- *walks in the house* Y/N?! *looks around* Harley…? *walks upstairs*
Diggy- *looks in the bedroom*
The room smelt of recent perfume, that YSL one she loved. The bed wasn’t made and the wardrobe handles had clothes hung and laid on them.. On the coffee table, I saw that the breakfast I’d made her was barely eaten. The coffee cup was almost finished and stained with pink lipstick and the toast I made her was only bitten into once or twice. Half of it left.
Diggy- *calls you*
*call declines and goes into voicemail*
Diggy- *sighs* Y/N… I really need to talk to you. It’s about us…
CHRIS’S P.O.V.
Y/N- *looks at the model* Hmm… *picks up clothes from the rail* I know the style we’re going for.. sexy and lust. or something.
Karreuche- *laughs*
*phone rings*
Y/N- *hands the model the clothes* Put these on, hold on.. *pulls out the phone* *sees Diggy calling and declines it*
Karreuche- You okay?
Y/N- I’m good.. I wanna get all these models dressed and shit.. *claps hands* Come on people! We have to get changed quicker than this!
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Never Give Up (Diggy Simmons Fanfic)
FanficA late coffee run.. or two.. turns into an encounter that was either luck, fate or pure destiny.. You and Diggy, despite your huge differences in life, begin a beautiful journey together, exploring each other’s lives, personalities and interests. Un...