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"let's go out tonight" my sister, Cierra said as we layed in my bed. "Go out where? I'm not even 18 yet girl" I was 17 and Cierra was 18. "Girl AND? I know the bouncers at Club NightLyfe, I'll get you in" I finally agreed, and we started to get ready. It was only 9 o'clock so i took my time. I got in the shower and washed up with Lavender Dove soap. I got out and lotioned up with some Bath & Body Works lotion, put on deodorant and put my playlist on shuffle.
"I cant get overrrr youuuu, cause you get up and cook like I told you toooo and I fuck you just like i'm posed to dooooo" I sung along, as Groovy by T9ine blasted through my speakers. "and you know just what it is, fuck yo guts I want you to feel me all in yo ribs" I continued to sing. I put on a strapless PINK black bra and PINK black panties and started on my makeup. After I got done with that, I settled with a black dress that showed my cleavage with black heels. I curled my hair in loose curls with a middle part and was all done. "CIERRRRAAAA!" I screamed "WHAAAT?" she screamed back. "CAN YOU TAKE MY PICTURESSSSSS?" I heard her coming down the hall to my room. "Is that my muhfuckin sissssssster?" I smiled as she hyped me up and gave her my phone and started posing "BAD ASS MUHFUCKER!" She screamed. I posted the picture on instagram getting 500 likes and 150 comments.
We hopped in my sister's Orange 2018 Jeep Cherokee and headed to Club NightLyfe. I checked the time, 11:18. I scrolled through Instagram on the way there and saw that Bryson Tiller was in the city tonight "Cierra bitch, guess what?" I said looking up "What?" She said "giiiiiirl, Bryson Tiller in New Orleans tonight girl. I don't know what club he at though" She looked at me surprised with the "girl stop lyingggg" face. We finally pulled up to the club and it was no problem getting me in "Thanks Rog, I owe you big time" My sister said as we walked in, hearing music blasting "Bad muhfucka, I got Louis for my luggage. I need money so I hustle, this ain't fake, watch buster" Me and my sister sat at the bar as I scanned the club, looking for any celebs. "Can I get a Tequila Sunrise?" I heard my sister say to the bartender "You surely can beautiful" I heard him say, me and my sister looked at each other and rolled our eyes at the same time and we both laughed.
When I looked up from laughing I looked to my left and froze. Two seat's down I saw a familiar face laughing and smiling with his friends. Bryson Tiller. I didn't even notice I was staring and he looked back at me and I turned my head quick as hell. "Cierra, Bryson Tiller is here." I whispered to her. "No he ain't where?" I secretly pointed towards me left and she looked then looked back at me "Oh my god! Girl!"
"AIGHT WE GONE SLOW IT DOWN UP IN HERE FOR A MINUTE. WE GOT MY DAWG BRYSON TILLER IN THE BUILDINGGGGG." I saw the lighting go towards him, as everyone clapped and I heard the faint " I LOVE YOU!" and "MARRY ME" in the crowd. I clapped quietly and watched him go up to the stage. My sister grabbed me and ran closely towards the stage to get in the front before it got crowded. The instrumental for Exchange started to play and I just looked at him sing.
This what happen when I think about you
I get in my feelings, yeah
I start reminiscing, yeah
Next time around, fuck I want it to be different yeah
Waiting on sign, guess it's time for a different prayer.
Lord Please save her for me, do this one favor for me
I sang along quietly staring at him, examining his body figure and movements, as everyone else was screaming the lyrics. The song was finally over and my favorite part was coming up. I looked up at him and he looked back as he sang the part.
"You got my soul."
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you got my soul. (Bryson Tiller fanfic.)
FanfictionYasmeen is the average Bryson Tiller fan. One wish is to meet him... but will she get more than that?