Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"So you're the famous Ivy I've been hearing about" a guy says. He walked up to me with a welcoming smile. He gave a hug, his arm around my waist but not close, a friendly kind of way.
"You heard about me how" I asked as I backed away.
"Do a spin for me" he says grabbing my arm trying to turn me.
"Let me go, I have a boyfriend that I can call and he'll be here in less than an hour"
"You got a boyfriend? That's why that nigga acting like that" he says as his face lit up. "An hour, do you know what I could do to you in an hour" he says focusing back on me. He came closer.
"Back up please" I say leaning back trying not to let him touch me.
"You'll never find out either babygirl" he whispers before backing up, smirking.
"Who are you" I asked nervous and harsh.
"Fuck my bad, I'm X" he smiled.
"Like the letter" I asked skeptically.
"Yeah something like that. Let me hang out with you for the night. I won't do nothing inappropriate so you ain't got to call your punk ass boyfriend" he says smiling. A smirk forming as well. He glanced around and then back at me.
"First, he's not a punk. Second how do you know me if I've never met you. Are you the Instagram guy, xxxtensation" I asked.
"My name is XXXTENTACION, yes" he corrects me.
"Oh, I'm sorry"
"Don't be, Come with me it's loud up here" he says grabbing my hand.
He looked back at me and smiled before walking with me following. I have no clue why I didn't pull away. I was kind of curious. He seems really strange. His resting face looks mean, and tough but as he spoke he didn't seem that way.
He guided me through the crowd. He spoke to several, moved girls out the way. He took me down the hall and down a basement. I was scared until I heard laughter. It sounded like all males. Some laughes sounded familiar but none of the voices did. I tried to listen more but he spoke again.
"How you and Ski been" he asked looking at me.
"Who is Ski" I asked confused.
"He must not tell you much" he chuckled.
"I don't know any Ski's" I held a confused expression.
"Trust me you know him. You know him well, not well enough though" he shook his head.
"What are you talking about"
"By looks I can see why he fuck with you. We ain't speak though because his bitch ass thought I was going to tell some shit" he laughed as he kept talking. "I said hi to you before but that was it. You and him was fucking" he said in a weird voice. We were still walking him pulling me along.
