Beyoncé's POV.
"I just don't know what to do anymore" I cried on my ex best friend's shoulder.
He sighed rubbing his fingers through my hair "She doesn't deserve you" he whispered.
I pulled back from him wiping my eyes "But she's the only person that I want"
I hated the fact that Onika can make me feel so many emotions and I also hated the fact that she has me wrapped around her little finger.
"Beyoncé I think you really should move o-" I quickly cut him off shaking my head. I already knew what he was going to say, I've been hearing the same words over and over again.
"I can't!" I screamed making him jump back.
I didn't mean to scare him but I needed someone to understand how I'm feeling. I began getting frustrated because no one knows how much I love Onika but me.
"It's hard" I can feel the tears welling up in my eyes again "I- lo- I love h-er Troyce" I sobbed between words.
He rest his hand on my shoulder making me look up to him "Beyoncé, If you know your heart is telling you that you should be with her then I suggest you should be with her"
"What if my head is telling me something different? Which one should I listen to?" I sobbed
"A wise man once listen to none at all, he did whatever the fuck he wanted and lived happily ever after" Troyce chuckled. I roll my eyes but couldn't help to smile a bit.
"Plus a beautiful girl like yourself should never have to feel these kind of emotions. You deserve the world and more if it's possible" He stoop down in front of me and wipe the tears that was leaking down my face with his thumb.
I close my eyes feeling his touch. His touch wasn't soft like Onika's but it was gentle enough to show me that he do care.
I slowly open my eyes and was met with Troyce eyes looking through my soul. I let out a low breath and my eyes drop to his lips. I subconsciously grab my lip with my teeth.
"Um, I'm sorry that I came here to burden you with my problems. I should get going" I whispered still watching his lips.
"You can come to me about anything, Beyoncé" He says. I travel my eyes back up to his and I caught him looking down at my lips with lust evident in his eyes.
"Anything?" I ask grabbing his shirt pulling him closer to me.
"Anything." I closed the gap between us and connected our lips. I don't know what came over me but the way he showed me he cared did something to me.
I wrap my arms around his neck sucking on his bottom lip as he suck on my top. I felt his hands roaming all over my body and I groan breaking the kiss for air.
"I don't want your girlfriend to kill me" He says pulling off his shirt.
I ran my hands down his buff chest bitingly my lip "She's not my girlfriend"
"I don't want to ruin our friendship either, we just got back on good terms"
"You talk too much" I push him on his back before straddling his waist. "I don't want to talk anymore" I took my shirt off leaving me in my black lace bra.
I arched my back and peck his lips. He groan grabbing my ass. I smirk when he finally gained control and flipped us over so now I was on my back.
I grabbed the back of his neck and lowered him to my lips "Show me how a woman suppose to be treated" I whispered before attaching our lips back together.
