After a quickie in the bathroom of a nightclub, two celebrity women-unaware of each other's popularity in the music business, refuse to let it be just as so. When they discover that it was love at first sight and not just desire, the affiliation bet...
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- Author - "No, remember when there was this one time my mom told me she was gonna beat my ass and I told her no." Normani giggled out, remembering it like it was yesterday. "I REFUSED to get my ass beat that day. I had just gotten my hair braided and my dad had just bought me a new pair of Jays. I thought I was grown."
"I remember that!" Ally pointed at Normani while laughing.
"Oh you BOLD bold!" Dinah shook her head while chuckling. "You told your mom no?? Wow. Andrea took it easy because you should not be here right now."
"I know right," Lauren butted in. "She told her mom no like SHE was the one paying the bills."
"The minute her mom and dad told my mom and dad," said Ally. "My mother grabbed my arm and snatched me to her saying I wish you would tell me no. If you even think about it, your ass is mine. And I never did it."
"So THAT'S what she said to you when she pulled you to her that day?" Normani asked, remeberignseeing the moment happening but not knowing the facts.
Ally nodded. "Yep! Our mothers did not play."
Normani sipped from her glass of lemon water, "Ally's mother was Mexican and my mother of course is black. They had similar ways of raising kids that's why we neeeever got in trouble at school."
"Wow," Lauren sighed before laughing.
"That's wild." Dinah added. "I was bad as hell."
"We can tell." Lauren said making everyone laugh.
"Will you whoop Omar?" Dinah asked Normani.
Normani nodded without hesitation as she took another sip of her water. They were all out for lunch. Normani had to leave for a three month tour with Khalid in a few days so she wanted to hang out with her girls before then. Omar was in Houston with Normani's parents.
"I sure will." She said. "My mother did it to me and I turned out fine. I'll do it to him. Will I beat him? Of course not. And growing up around black people, a lot of black parents had it confused as to what it meant to whoop a child and to beat him. They beat their kids as discipline and sometimes for no reason at all. Me whooping Omar is with my hand on his ass or a belt. Beating him would be knocking him upside the head."
"So basically abuse?" Lauren asked, earning a nod from Normani.
"Will y'all whoop little man?" Normani asked while looking at Ally's 9 month belly. They sat in booths at Pizzara and the tables sat low enough for you to see the top of Ally's baby bump.
"If we need to, we will." Lauren responded while watching Ally lean back and rub her bump while exhaling deeply.
"Yeah," Ally agreed. "If he gets out of hand and words don't work, then yes."
"If a smack on the ass don't make him settle down, a belt will." Lauren said with a chuckle as her hand rested on Ally's belly.
"Whew girl," Dinah sighed. "Aren't you due in a few days?"
Ally stared off in space and slowly nodded. "Yes, today's April 11, right? So he should be arriving around the 15th or 16th. So the doctor says. Y'all, I'm so ready for him."
"I know, boo." Dinah chuckled.
"I feel like I'm gonna pop." Ally adds while looking at her bump. "He's always pressing on my bladder, kicking the hell out of my stomach, moving and-see, now I have to pee again."
The girls laughed as Lauren and Dinah helped Ally out of the booth.
"You need me to go with you?" Lauren asked softly as Ally stood to her feet and fixed her daisy sundress, careful to make sure it wasn't twisted.
"No, honey I think I got it." Ally said with a sure conscience as she waddled down to the hall that was listed Restrooms above the door frame. Lauren watched carefully as a teenage girl held the door open for her and she disappeared behind it.
Ally opened the stall and soon as she did, a sudden contraction hit. It felt like she had been shot. The sting and power it had below her belly made her stop right before the toilet. She felt like she couldn't move at all.
She shut her eyes tight at the pain that felt ten times worse than a menstrual cramp and took a deep breath and even that hurt to do.
Then, abruptly, watery liquid fell unstoppably down her legs on to the white tile floor below her feet. With one hand on her belly and the other pressed against the wall of the stall, she looked down and gasped.
"No no no," Ally barely got out. "I'm not due for another few days. Lord please, let this be that I couldn't make it. Please don't let this be that my water just broke. Now is just not the time f-"
She sucked air through her teeth as another contraction hit. That hurt worse than the last one.
She shook her head in disbelief and looked around. She didn't bring her purse nor her phone. Lauren and the girls probably just assumed she had to pee again that being what she told them-that also being what she herself thought she had to do.
This was her fourth time coming to the restroom during the last 56 minutes they had been at the restaurant. She didn't wanna scream because the doctor said that if she screamed, it would make it all the more worse because when you scream, you do it from your gut and the contractions and the baby sat right there......in her guts.
She took quick breaths, breathing in and out.
An older black woman, mid 40's walked in and Ally's called for help immediately when she heard her walk in.
"Oh my lord, do you need help?" She asked before rushing to Ally's rescue and looking down at the puddle of bodily liquid below Ally.
Ally couldn't even talk because of her third contraction but the women knew she was in labor.
"Sweetheart are you here with anybody? I have my phone in my pocket," The woman said quickly while pulling her phone out her pocket. "Do you need me to call someone? 911?"
Ally quickly lifted up her hand. "T-There's 3 girls sitting at about 6 booths down f-from the bathroom on your left, t-the one with red-"
A piercing painful scream circulated the walls of the restroom. Ally knew she wasn't suppose to scream but she couldn't help it. That contraction was the worst one yet and she couldn't just shut her eyes tight and bite her lip through that one.
The woman nodded her head and ran out the bathroom. She counted up the booths in her head till she saw three women that looked around the same age as the Latina woman she saw back in the bathroom.
"Excuse me," the woman said quickly, interrupting the conversation. "There's a woman in the bathroom in labor and she told that you guys were her friends."
The girls eyes widened as Lauren scooted out of the booth, Normani and Dinah panicky rushing after her.
They all ran into the bathroom and jumped at another piercing scream that shook the walls.
They rushed over to Ally who was standing the doorway of her bathroom stall and Lauren gently grabbed Ally's biceps.
