The one

Part 4💋

~N'cole pov~

It's been 3 days since we've been with the gang.
It's been a while since I've been to the studio so I decided that's what I'll do go to the studio and record a few songs.

•Now•
I grabbed my phone looking at the time 2:35 "ahghh I guess I'll get up." I walked to my dresser finding my VS panties and bra set, I walked to the bathroom starting my shower playlist. Youngboy song "Cross Me"started playin, that made me miss him more. I ignored the feelings putting my outfit down. I stepped into the steaming hot shower, feeling the water slide down my back. I took my hair out of the messy bun it was in letting the water run through it.
*45 minutes later*
After my shower I threw on my dark green outfit. 👇🏽👇🏽

I grabbed my keys and my wallet and headed to the car.
*At the studio*
As I walked into the building, I was greeted by my manager, "Long time no see stranger." My manager K'Ilana said. "Yes ma'am I'm back." K'Ilana and I walked into my booth, "what you got for me today." K'Ilana asked. "I been working on a few songs and I need to record them." "Alright step into the booth." I walked into the booth it was cold as hell. I held my thumb up indicating that I was ready. K'Ilana played the beat.
(Pretend it's by her)

*after*
"That was amazing." K'Ilana screamed. "Thanks." I walked out of the booth to hear it. "That shit fye." I gave K'Ilana dap. She was only 29 so she isn't old at all. I walked outta my studio room to see Youngboy in the lobby, I rolled my eyes and turned back around. Little did I know he saw me. "N'COLE." Youngboy nearly screamed. He grabbed my arm, "what." I said with a fat attitude. He looked around for a minute, he pulled me into a empty studio. "Say what you gotta attitude fo." He asked making his accent thicken. "Nun Kentrell I got work to do." His grip was tight but not to tight to where I couldn't get out of it. I slipped out of his grip only to be pulled by my arm. "Say where you think you goin." "Away from you." I spat. "You must need some dick." Kentrell whispered. When I tell you chills went down my spine and out my bootyhole BABYYY! "Nah nigga fuck you and yo dick." I was finally out of his grip, I walked to my studio grabbing a pen and some paper. I dimmed the lights and started playin a track letting the emotions flow onto the paper.

~Kentrell pov~