As to be expected, I haven't heard from Abel in the last two months. Em called me that day so I could explain but then I realized that she'd just run and tell Lamar. Lamar would tell Abel and then Abel would expect to fix it with us. But how can you fix the fact that you always considered me a whore?
Whenever Em asks about it, I just blow it off with, I'd rather not talk about any of it.
In a strange twist, Kendrick has hired me to consult on another video for his new album. If I was with Abel, I would have never thought to do it. But I'm not, so we start today.
I finish my coffee and fresh fruit and clean up. I'm getting ready to leave for a meeting with Kendrick. We're hooking up for lunch. Em was meeting us there also.
I add a swipe of pink gloss and toss my hair around.
MEETINGI go into the restaurant and immediately spot Kendrick waiting for me. I walk up and he shoots me a huge smile. He stands up and walks around the table to embrace me.
"You're always beautiful." He releases his grip.
I take a seat, "Thank you, you too." We both laugh. "Well thanks for meeting me, my manager should be here soon." Just then Em walks in.
I see her eyes bulge then try to gather herself before reaching the table. "Hi, sorry I'm late." She sounds breathless.
I introduce them, "Kendrick this is my manager and best friend Emma, Emma you know the one, the only Mr. Lamar." I smile. He reaches for my hand and rubs it gently. That was awkward.
I watch Em's eyes look at the physical exchange. She takes a seat as the waiter approaches and takes our drink order.
ONE HOUR LATER
After a couple of drinks and appetizers we've mapped out the location and the storyline of his vision. He doesn't want any cute girls dancing half naked. He's trying to make a statement.
We chose Compton. Those are his streets. He has a lot of family and friends there. I mean the friends are a little questionable but nonetheless we good with Kendrick.
He gets up to use the bathroom and Em almost couldn't wait to start with the questions, " What in the fuck is going on?" Her eyes wide waiting for my response.
"With what?" I know what she's getting at but I'd rather play stupid.
"Listen you've never come clean about you and Kendrick. And now you're here working with his ass?!"
"The whole point Em, is I have nothing to hide with Kendrick. He's been nothing but a gentleman. No matter what that dim witted idiot over there wants to think." She knows who that is.
"So nothing happening here?" She waves her fingers indicating me and Kendrick.
"Never was, never will be... wwweeeellll I shouldn't say NEVER. " She looks shocked at my statement. "I'm single and if the mood hits, who knows?" I shrug my shoulders.
"JAZ!!!" She's shocked.
"EM!!!" I mock her.
Kendrick comes out of the bathroom and we're wrapping it up. "Well Jaz I got to go. We'll start shooting day after tomorrow?" He rubbing his hands together.
"Sounds great," I reach over and hug him, "I'm excited."
"Me too," he licks his lips, "it was nice meeting you Em, hope to see you at the shoot." He walks out.
I'm grabbing my purse and waiting on Em to do the same. She turns to me, "Bitch he wants you."
"And how do you know that?" We're finally heading out.
"The way he looks at you and speaks to you, he sprung and he ain't even got it." She laughs.
"He's a good friend." I say as we get in our separate cars and drive away.
THAT NIGHT
I just finished changing into some comfy clothes for the night.
I made a bowl of popcorn and grab my tequila getting ready to head upstairs for the night.
My doorbell is ringing and I set everything down to get it. "Who is it?!" I ask aggressively through the door.
"Kendrick." I hear his familiar voice.
I open up the door, "Did you forget something Kendrick?"
He moves swiftly and smashes his lips against mine. My hands are through his braids and I pull away to breathe.
His tongue is going down my neck and I sigh. Damn it feels good. "Fuck Jaz you driving me crazy!" He continues licking and sucking my neck.
I want to push him away but my pussy is saying otherwise. It's been two months since I've gotten any. He might've just picked the right time.
ABEL
"Abel! You gotta get these bitches out of here!" Cash comes into my bedroom flinging shit everywhere. I look up, cover my head and roll over.
I feel my foot being yanked on, "Now Abel!" He warns.
"Damn alright fuck!" I force myself out of bed. I survey the scene. Two bitches curled up with each other and bottles everywhere. I shake the girls awake and start getting them moving.
"You got 30 minutes then we got to get you to the meeting for your official release party." He goes out of the room.
Fucking release party. I have no control over the guest list, food and music being played, not even my own! It's a bunch of fake friends and record execs, but it's all publicity for the album.
Sometimes I hate this game being played. I just wanted to do music not fit into this world.
I've been missing Jaz. She meant it when she said she doesn't stick around where she's not wanted. I've come to regret the things I've said to her. I should've heard her out.
Em and Lamar have really been seeing each other steady and it kills me because I want to ask her about Jaz all the time. I know better. She's as loyal to her and she is to us, she never brings her up.
Once the girls leave, I get in the shower. Shortly after, we head to the venue. I want this party tonight as much as I want to get hit with a baseball bat.
YOU ARE READING
DATE NIGHT
FanfictionJazmin is an up and coming video model who's true desire is to do photography for a living. In order to help her make moves in the industry, she agrees to a date with Abel Tesfaye. Will she fall for his ways in spite of the hurt it causes?