She Wants What She Hates ~ Ally/You (G!P)

45

(Dis Nathaniel... he cute and he my girlfriend... but you 'spose to hate him...)

After she hung up, Lauren messaged me, saying which room they'd be in.

I leave the interview, moving hastily to the car with the help of security. It was a lot of paps out today. I tell my driver to go to the studio nearest my house.

It was a particularly short drive, but it felt like an hour since my nerves were bad at the moment.

For reasons I explained in the previous chapter.

Damn, my bad. I meant to say what I told AJ a few nights ago.

Yeah, that's it.

Anyway, when we finally pulled up to the studio, security led me inside and I dashed to the elevators. Alone this time.

I get to the third floor and rushed to the room that had 'A6' on the side of the door.

Before I could reach for the door, I hear yelling. I try to listen and was shocked when I hear Ally. I twist the knob and pushed it open.

"What's-," I freeze when I see a face I've grown to despise. I glare at her, flaring my nostrils. I close the door behind me, "The fuck are you doing here?"

The room grew silent as soon as I spoke. Standing in front of me was none other than Madison, along with that Nathan nigga.

Ol' dude was looking at me with wide eyes and mouths, "Oh, shit."

In the room was those two, Ally, Lauren, and Dinah. Camila and Normani were nowhere in sight, but I figured they were at least in the building.

I close the door behind me and raised an eyebrow, waiting for an answer. Madison glances at Ally, who looked as if she'd attack.

Not gonna lie, my baby looks sexy as fuck like that, though.

The 20 year old then looks at me with a somewhat sad look. "I've been trying to talk to you since the other night, but you blocked me," she says.

I cross my arms over my chest, "Any idea as to why?" She says nothing and I get closer to her. Just as I'm barely an arm's length away, Nathan pushes me back.

"Bruh, you besta back the fuck up, 'fore I cave yo' chest in," I glare at him. He was about AJ's height, so dude short as a bitch, no shade to my homie.

He had the audacity to stand completely in front of me, pushing Madison back gently. "Do what you gotta do," he says with his chest out. I chuckle darkly, "My nigga, you musta forgot who the fuck you dealin' with."

He stares into my eyes, jaw clenched.

"Humble yo'self, bruh. Remember, you originally a side nigga," I shove him away hard. "Step up to me again and I'ma put the paws on you," my gaze switches back to Madison.

"Leave. I ain't got shit else to say to you," my nose flares.

"Y/N, just let me explain-,"

"When those pictures came out, you ain't let me explain so why the fuck should I let you?" My voice low. She looks down sadly before meeting my eyes again.

"I'm sorry, but I really wanna be friends again." I laugh sarcastically, "Nah, Ma, that ain't happenin'. Sorryboutit."

I hear Dinah snicker at that.

"You act like me cheating was the worst thing I've ever done to you," she practically snaps. I scoff in disbelief, "Are you fuckin' serious?!" My voice bounces against the walls.