After working in the studio, I felt a little stressed out, so I decided to go get a drink. Everybody's expecting me to come here and love it and be happy and all but something is off. I don't want to be here, especially with everyone in my business. I just want to be here and do me, you know? But whatever. When I walked into the bar, I didn't see anybody I knew, so I sat down and ordered. I was on my phone for a little bit before the drink came.
"Thanks."
"Yes ma'am." I posted on snap and shortly after, I saw cameras flash. I was feeling bold so I stuck up my middle finger. I'm definitely gonna get in trouble for that later, but I absolutely fucking hate paparazzi. Like these people get paid to be nosy, while other people have to work their asses off. I don't want cameras in my face 24/7. I don't want the world knowing about everything I do. It's annoying. But it's my life so oh well. I got up to leave when a group of girls ran up to me to ask for an autograph and pictures. This was one of the things I loved about being famous. People of all ages loved something about me and were interested in me. I took a couple pictures and then left.
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When I got home, I put my phone on Do Not Disturb and played some music. I got in the shower and had some me time. When I got out, I had two miss calls from Ty. I was contemplating on calling him back when it rang again.
"Hello?" I mumbled.
"What you doing right now?"
"I just got out of the shower. Why?"
"Can I come over?"
"No. Not after that conversation we had earlier."
"That's what I'm tryna talk about."
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Then lemme do all the talkin. I'm jus tryna see ya pretty face before I head out of town."
"Alright. I guess you can come over."
"Bet. I'm on my way over there. Right now."
I hung up and rolled my eyes.
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When he got here, I could tell he was high.
"Hey." He said when I opened the door.
"Hi."
"You gon let me in or?" I stepped back and he walked in. When I turned around he was basically on top of me.
"What?" I mumbled.
"You mad at me?"
"Yes. I did nothing wrong and you yelled at me."
"I didn't yell at you."
"You raised your voice."
"No, I didn't. Look I was pissed off already and Lauren gon call my phone and tell me to stop telling my hoes about her and shit. I told her she was trippin but then you did say something so I was the one lookin stupid. I shoulda calmed down before I called you but I hate feeling like I'm being played with.
"Okay. Why didn't you just say that? I don't entertain niggas, Ty. I don't play around with nobody's feelings because I know how that shit feels."
"I know and I'm sorry."
"It's whatever."
"Lei, don't do that. Tell me it's okay."
"It's not though. We previously talked about this. Don't waste my time, Ty." He wrapped his arms around me.
"I'm not, babygirl. I promise." I looked at him and shrugged.
"Where are you going?"
"Atlanta. I got a show down there."
"Ahh. How long you leaving for?"
"A week. I wanna enjoy my time down there , ya know?"
"Yeah."
"But I gotta do something before I leave." I looked at him.
"Something like what?" He looked at me with a smile on his face.
"I want you." I felt my face get hot.
"What."
"I'm tryna make you mine." He said.
"I- What?" He laughed and kissed me. When I kissed back he picked me up and sat us down on the couch. The kissing started getting hungrier. He pulled me on top of him and started kissing my neck. I knew this was gonna happen eventually. He came back up to kiss some more, moving my hips on his print. I could feel his boner through his jeans. He pulled my shirt over my head and licked his lips.
"We don't gotta do this right now, if you don't want to." He mumbled into my lips.
"I- I'm good." He smiled and unbuckled his belt. He pulled out a condom and put it on.
"Don't worry. I'll be gentle." He chuckled while I took my shorts off.
"Oh please." I said, sarcastically. He lowered me on top of him softly. I buried my face into his neck, moaning softly. Once we got comfortable, his strokes got faster and faster. Now I know why he called hisself a sex symbol. When we finished, we went upstairs to my room. He laid on my bed while I put on an oversized shirt.
"You're lucky. I don't do that often." I said, when I laid next to him.
"Yeah? I could tell. You were tight." I rolled my eyes.
"But forreal though. I'm not just tryna hit it and quit it, ya feel me? I'm tryna fuck with you heavy." I looked at him.
"I'll think about it." I said and closed my eyes.
"Oh yeah? Keep playin." He wrapped his arms around me and we fell asleep.
