✧・゚: *✧・゚:* 𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮: 𝓱𝓲𝓶 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓹𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓪𝓷 𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓯𝓲𝓽 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓾𝓷 𝓸𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
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A/N: I dont know much about Drake so if I accidentally got the lyrics wrong, I apologize in advance...
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"Bro, what even are these?" Zion chuckled, pulling out a pair of snakeskin boots.
"I like them!" you defended yourself.
To celebrate Zion's birthday, you had scored tickets to Drake's concert in LA which just so happened to be on Z's birthday the next day.
"You gotta go with something fly, something that's really extra!" he instructed.
"Like my snakeskin boots," you held them up again.
"I meant extra and super fly in a good way," he placed them back on the shelf.
"Hey!" you laughingly swatted his shoulder.
You both then went back to looking through your closet. You were trying to find a top and bottom, Zion trying to find shoes and accessories. Unfortunately, it wasn't long before he began to make fun of your clothes once again.
"I'm sorry but what are these?" he held up a pair of cowboy boots with roses painted on the ends of them.
"Hey, these are my most prized possession. I got them the first time I visited Texas," you explained, snatching them from his hands.
"Hold on, these are definitely the ones," he laughed as he held up a pair of stained Toms you had owned for almost half a decade.
"Hey, those were my favorite shoes in high school."
"You're such a sentimentalist."
"Ooh, I didn't know you knew big words like that, Zion," you laughed, sprinting away because you knew within a second he'd be after you.
"Hey, that's it!" he yelled jokingly as he ran out of the closet after you.
It didn't take long for him to catch up, considering how long his arms and legs are. He finally reached you, wrapping an arm around your waist and tickling you with the other one.
"Z!"
"No, you get what you deserve!"
"Z, stop it!"
"What do you say?"
"No, I'm not going to!"
"What do you say?"
"Fine! I'm sorry, Zion!" you laughed, out of breath from running.
Three more tickle fights, a mental breakdown, two more times of him bullying your shoes, and many selfies later, you finally picked out an outfit.
(one sleep and long day later)
You couldn't believe it. In just twenty minutes, you would be seeing one of your favorite artists live. Sure, it was in the nosebleeds because that was all you could afford, but you'd still be happy because not only was he one of your favorite artists, but you'd be seeing him live right beside your best friend.
"I'm so excited!" Zion yelled as he filmed a video for his snapchat.
"Okay, okay, chill!" you laughed.
"ITS GONNA BE LIT!" Zion screamed, then turned his phone off.
"You're so cute," you complimented him. Yes, you thought he was actually cute, but he was your best friend so you both just told each other things like that anyway.
"You're the best. Thank you," he kissed your cheek.
To be honest, you weren't sure why you and Zion weren't together. You both acted like an old, married couple around each other, always giving each other kisses on the cheek, holding hands, complimenting each other, etc. So you were unsure why neither of you ever admitted your feelings for each other.
You both had an amazing time that night. You sang, rapped, danced, amd cried like there was no tomorrow.
You finally reached the last song of the night, which was one of your personal favorites, Passionfruit. Zion always sang the chorus to you when you were sad so it had a special place in your heart.
"Passionate from miles away," he sang to you during the last chorus of the song.
"Passive with the things you say," you sang back.
"Trying to think of the right thing to say," he grabbed your hands in his.
As the music ended, he stared at your eyes a little, then began to lean in. You could feel yourself slowly leaning toward him, finally closing the gap between the two of you.
"I love you. Thank you so much for giving me the time of my life," Zion spoke afterward, pulling you in for a tight hug.
"Any time," you smiled.
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A/N: is this too much like that one I wrote for Edwin? I cant tell...
ALSO THIS IS MY NEXT TO LAST IMAGINE THAT IM WRITING AND IM GETTING SO SENTIMENTAL
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FanfictionI'm a firm believer in surrounding yourself with things you love. So I surrounded myself with prettymuch and this is what happened. \/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/ Started Writing: Dec 17, 2019 at like 5 am Finished Writing: Dec 30, 2019 at like 1:30 am Starte...