Loving You || Chris Brown Fanfic (ON HOLD)

XIX ; Bruh

LONDON

"fat ass, always eating." Chris mumbled as looked through hus refrigerator.

"Yo ugly ass dont got shit in this fridge!" i slammed the door and pretended to be mad.

I crossed my arms and stood infront of the fridge and stared at him.

"I know, I know, I'm sexy." he laughed.

I continued staring at him.

"London." he said.

"LONDON!" he yelled.

"You mad at me he came over and stood infront of me.

I nodded.

"What I do?"

"You don't have any food."

"Really?"

"Yepp." I replied.

"What you want?"

"McDonald's."

He sighed, "what you want from McDonald's?"

"Bigmac, 6 peice nugget, fries, fudge sundae and sprite, and don't forget my fucking sweet and sour sauce."

He pretended to faint.

He laid on the floor for about 5 minutes with his hand over his heart, his ass was still breathing tho.

He sat up and looked at me, "The fuck you need all that for?"

"I'm hungry, and you need to go grocery shopping!" I whined.

"Yo little ass......" he mumbled, "Fine, ill be back."

"Thank you baee." I smiled.

"Mmhmm, ill be back." He said before walking out the door.

I giggled and jumped on the couch turning on his TV to Cartoon Network.

'buzz buzz'

I felt something vibrating under my arm.

I slowly looked under my arm.. it was Chris's phone.

"Seriously?" I mumbled to myself.

He got a text message.. from karrueche.

I took a deep breath and read the text from his lock screen.

Karrueche;

can you come to the doctor with me in the morning?...

I rolled my eyes and threw his phone on the table.

Why would she need him to come to the doctor with her?

That shit just killed my mood.

I put my hair in a ponytail and sat up waiting for him to get here.

I heard a door close, it was him.

I sat up and went into the kitchen, he sat my food on the counter along with my drink and my Icecream.

"Why you looking like that?" he said.

"I'm finna go.." I said.

"Why?"

"You have a doctors appointment to go to in the morning and I don't wanna distract you.. you need your rest."

"A doctors appointment?" he raised an eyebrow.

"Yep, that hoe sent you a text." I said as I examined my nails.. damn.. I need a manicure.

"You looked through my phone?!?" He asked getting angry.

I rolled my eyes, "Nah, I don't even know the passcode to your phone.. And you got angry.. which means you have a whole lot more to hide."

I grabbed my food and my purse, "ill be going now."

"London..." He mumbled.

"No, no, go and text her back." I said walking out of the door.

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I honestly don't know why it took my forever to write this -_- this chapter sucks.. but I tried 🙍