Love Isn't Enough (L.I.E)

Ch. 2: Lifestyle

August's POV

I'm on my way home from the studio. Today has been such a long day but I finally finished the last song for my album 'Testimony'.

I only lived about 10-15 minutes away from the studio so it wasn't that bad of s drive home. Tonight seemed like a nice night so I prolly call one of my shawty's to kick it wit me fa the night. See, a nigga like me don't fall in love but my contacts list in my phone stay loaded wit options for every night of the week, ya feel me? As I drive through the neighborhood before I get to my home.. I seen someone I've never seen before. A nice brown skin, THICK, girl. She had her hair pulled up into a high tight bun and had on exercise gear which definitely showed off dat ass. She was dressed as of she was walking or jogging but I noticed she was bent down looking at her leg...

Kourtney's POV

I've been walking outside for about an hour now, occasionally jogging to get my heart rate up. But out of nowhere, I tripped over my shoe lace because somehow. It must've got loose without me realizing. I fell down on the sidewalk hurting my knee in the process. I quickly got up and checked my surroundings to see if anybody saw me. I'm sure everybody else does this, but I don't know why embarrassment is just so major for me. I laugh to myself a little because it was kind of funny, the the only thing is I scraped my knee.

This shit really hurts. As I'm bending down looking at my knee to see how bad it is, I see a silver range rover with dark tinted windows riding slow driving past me then suddenly stop. I saw it begin to back up and stop beside me. I immediately tensed up because it was now getting dark outside and I'm alone. I mustered as much strength as I could and began to limp toward my home which was another mile around the neighborhood. Fuck my life! I saw the person roll down their window.

"Excuse me shawty, looks like you can use some help". He had such a deep accent. He must've been from the south or something.

"No I'm fine" I said while limping, also feeling a bit embarrassed.

"I'm sure you think I'm some lunatic, but you look like you hurt yourself so all I want to do is help. Let me take you home". He turned off the car and got out.

Shit, shit, shit I thought to myself. Who is this man? What if he tries to kidnap me or something? I took a deep breath and stopped. Once the guy approached me, I immediately skimmed his appearance. He looked amazing in every possible aspect. He had on a leather all black snap back turned backward, really dark ray bans on, some dark jeans and a Versace button up with a leather jacket over it. Who the hell does he think he is? As he stepped in front of me, he took off his shades. That's when it hit me, this face is familiar. He's not a regular tho, he must live in the rich neighborhood beside mine.

"Hello? are you still here?" he chuckle while waving his hands in front of me.

Damn, didn't realized I was staring that hard.

"Umm yea, I'm here" I blushed, embarrassed a little.

"You have a nice smile." He said while flashing his perfect white teeth at me. He had a gold bottom grill. I don't usually like guys with them but it definitely works for him. It's kinda.. Sexy in a way. This guy looked perfect but he could be a murderer for all I know.

"Uh Thanks. But honestly I'm fine, I'm sure I can make it home." I said in a unsure tone.

He chuckled a little to himself. "Your limping ma, Just let me help you. I don't bite, and plus it looks like you need me. " Something about him just screams arrogance.

I stood there for a second before speaking. because that's when it hit me! This is August Alsina. That R&B singer. I'm not the groupie type so it didn't really faze me. But he sure as hell was fine.