Chapter Thirteen

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Tremaine "Trey" Neverson

I sat backstage thinking to myself as I heard the crowd calling my name. Every time I go on tour I get nervous, but it's cool.

I grabbed my jacket and walked onto stage. I looked over at all the ladies and watched as they screamed.

"How y'all doing tonight?" I asked.

They screamed and smiled. I miss Lola already man.

"OOOOOOUUU IM ABOUT TO DIVE INNNNN." I Sanged.

I performed and danced on stage. The crowd was live, it was time for me to bring a fan on stage. I chose a random girl and did a few dance moves with her.

Everything was good Until she tried to kiss me. I moved back so smooth and signaled my security. They removed her and I continued.

Lola Davis

I walked out from my shoot with Lizzo, we were in mid conversation when the paparazzi gathered around us.

"Hi Ms.Davis is it true you and Trey Songz are a thing?"

"I don't know you tell me." I smiled and continued to my car with Lizzo.

"I'm starving let's get some seafood." Lizzo said.

"Hell yeah." I started the car.

We pulled up at Cajun Crab and went inside and took our seats.

"Bitch I am hungry ya heard." She said.

I laughed.

"So are you and Trey huh?" She asked.

I blushed.

"Yeah it's official he's on tour and I don't know it just sort of happen." I said.

"I think it's funny how he shamed us plus size women and then turned around and all up on you." She said.

"Yeah he apologized and he's a totally different person." I said.

"Yeah well that's great, I'm kind of seeing someone." She cheesed.

"Oop let me find out." I said.

"He's so funny and it was so unexpected." She said.

"Well who is it?" I asked.

"Jonathan." She said hiding her face.

"Who?" I asked.

"Ok let me give you a hint...I'm the type DaBaby that's gone fuck the babysitter." She rapped.

"BITCH!" I yelled.

"Shhhhh." She said.

"Oh my god I knew it was chemistry when you was on the stage twerking with his ass." I said.

"Girl yes honey I'm surprised no one has caught on." She said.

Our food was placed in front of us and we began to eat.

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