We are finally back in LA and it honestly does feel good to be home. As soon as we got home, Jason had to leave for a meeting but he promised to meet me later.
Once I got home Ramira was chilling on our patio, she came inside and we ended up speaking for hours. I have no beef with Ramira, she is genuinely somebody who I enjoy being around. Although I was pissed about my pregnancy having to be released early, I do appreciate the fact that she was at my door waiting to physically apologise.
We settle to go shopping for a few hours before the girls take me out. I'm pretty sure that Ramira is the distraction but I'm cool with it. We ended up bumping into Tamar on the way and I have not seen her in a minute.
"Hey girl, how's the dating life going?" I ask as we begin to walk down the streets with our guards.
"Chile, it is hard especially since I have already made up my mind." Tamar answer and Ramira does a double take.
"You already found you a man?"
"I found me a Thor." My mouth drops open at her response.
"OH FUCK!" Ramira's dramatic ass begins squealing. "Chile, set me up."
"Let's not get too ahead of ourselves." Tamar stops us. "Anyways, who's paying today? Not me."
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"NOT ME!" I quickly scream before Ramira who screw faces us.
"Y'all are bitches." We walk into the restaurant. "You better hope that there is a dollar menu cause that's where y'all will be ordering from."
Tamar screeches in laughter.
"You're laughing, I'm serious." Ramira deadpans before shaking her head at us as we are seated on the balcony.
"Anyways, how are things with Zayn?" I ask as soon as we order our drinks. Both girls look at me weirdly. "What went down?"
"See what had happened." Tamar pops her lips before looking at Ramira. "It's your tea, you betta spill that."
"Zayn and I are no longer dating." My head drops at this news. I've been out of the country for a few days and Ramira is single.
"WHAT!"
"He was being real stupid so I ended that shit once and for all." Ramira replies and our drinks arrive. She quickly snatches her champagne before ordering some shots.
"Goddamn. I'm sorry babygirl." I lightly caress her hands before moving away since she's not that type of chick.
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"I wish you were showing more skin." Ramira whines as the paparazzi shout stupid shit at us.
"Chile, it's called having class." I clapback and she purses her lips at me.
