A Bryson Tiller imagine.
A little bit of it will be based on his song Rain (Into) 💫.
Enjoy.
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12:15 am. Here I was, sitting in my bed, trying to get ahold of my boyfriend Bryson. I had already left 2 missed calls and still nothing.
He didn't even reply to the countless texts I had sent to him.
You didn't call today. You okay? (14:35 pm)
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Babe please just send a text, I just wanna know you're all good. (15:00 pm)
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You with somebody else ? Is that why you ain't answering my shit ?! (15:45 pm)
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Okay maybe I overreacted. Please just call. PLEASE!! 😪😭😭 (21:45 pm)
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B, COME ON!! Can you just stop being playful and just let me know you're okay. I'm about to lose my mind.
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Feeling like such a fool, I repeatedly read through all the texts I had sent.
Incoming call.
Baby. 💍❤️😩
I immediately slid to answer the call.
"What's wrong with you? You had me worried sick all day. Are you okay?" I hastily said.
"I'm sorry I didn't answer. I didn't answer because... I was busy." He replied really slowly and I could tell he was about to doze off.
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