Be Mine. (Part 1.)

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Tjay/Tione

One of the niggas in my crew call me.

I answer, "Wassup."

"Nigga, you deadass trendin' right now."  He says.

"Mann, I know." I reply before chuckling.

"Who knew that me tellin' the world that I got a bitch would be some top tier news." I add on before laughin'.

"Forreal! Nigga ya ass got posted on Shaderoom Teens and all that shit nigga. Trendin' on Twitter and shit. Don't even get me started on ya fan pages." He says before laughin.

I laugh to myself.  This fame shit crazy.

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Milani

"Bitchhh." Lia said while looking down at her phone.

"What happened?" I ask, after a putting a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth.

"Tjay trendin' on Twitter 'cause he said that he got a girlfriend in a interview." She said, smiling. "That's cute as fuck bitch, he told the world about you."

"Bitch, he WHAT?" I asked her shockingly.

"Girl, look." She says, showing me her phone screen.

"He didn't say my name or who I was, right?" I ask, with concern all over my face.

"I don't know, I doubt it. Shit, yo phone would be goin' off right now if he did. Why would you care anyways? Bitch he'd be showin' you off to everybody. Every bitch wants that." She says.

"GIRL, I do NOT want his fans finding out who I am. I don't got time for no bitches to be talkin' shit in my DMs because I date they celebrity crush." I said before chuckling.

"Shit, I can't fight every troll, bitch." I say before laughing.

"Forreal though." She says, laughing with me.

"But girl, fuck them bitches to be honest. They can talk all the shit they want because at the end of the day, YOU the one that got him." She said.

She was right. But still, one thing I can't stand is a hatin' ass, trollin' ass muthafucka.

"You right." I replied.

"I know I am." She said, looking back down at her phone.

"You wanna know what's crazy though?" I asked.

She looked up at me, waiting for me to talk.

"He never even asked me to 'officially' be his girlfriend. Like, ion know if I like that." I said.

Like boy, I'm a traditional bitch, you gotta formally ask me to be yo girlfriend.

"Girl, so what. You know wassup." She replied, implying that I was making a big deal.

"I don't wanna 'know wassup'." I said, using finger quotes. "I want him to literally ask me to be his girlfriend. Like some movie shit." I say.

I know I ain't overreacting. I know what I want, period.

"....I would hate to be yo nigga, on God." She said, before we both laughed.

"Girl, bye." I laughed.

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A few hours after Lia left, Tjay told me he was on his way to me. Once he finally texted me that he's here, I ran down the stairs to unlock the door. I kinda missed him.

Once I unlocked and opened the door, I saw him close his car door and walk towards me smilin'.
I love that smile.

"Heyy." I say, throwing my arms around him before kissing him.

After I let him through the door, he makes his way to my fridge, to get some Lemonade.

"Soooo..." I say, leaning on my counter.

"What?" He says with a confused look on his face.

"Whatchu mean 'what'? I'm talkin' about your interview." I say.

"What about it?" He asks before taking a sip of lemonade out of the cup he got from my cabinet.

"I'm just a lil....taken aback by it, I guess." I say.

He looks at me with a confused facial expression.

"You don't want people to know that we together or somethin'? I didn't say ya name or nothin' so ain't nobody gon harrass you, if that's what you thinkin'." He says.

"That's the thing. I didn't know that we were officially 'together'." I say.

He made a 'what the fuck are you talking about' face.

"Whatchu mean? We are together. Unless you sayin' we not, or somethin'." He said irritatedly, lookin at me. I could tell I was pissing him off.

".....I mean, technically....you never really asked me to be your girlfriend." I said.

Tjay/Tione

The fuck is Milani talkin' bout right now?

"I thought I made it perfectly clear that I was fuckin' with you and only you. You should know wassup." I told her.

"You want me to take you on a date and get some fireworks or somethin' and ask you to be my girlfriend?" I jokingly asked.

I took another sip of my drink before I realized that she didn't laugh with me.

"Yo, you really want me to go all out just to ask you to be my fuckin' girlfriend?" I asked her.

"I mean, I want a lil sumn sumn." She said.

Oh nah, she buggin'.

"I don't see why I gotta do all that extra shit. You know that you my girl. The fuck is formally asking you gonna do? You already know wassup with me."

"Well, I just want you t-." She starts off before I cut her off.

"Yo, I'm not doin' all the extra shit, aight? You know you my girl, that's all that matters." I tell her, irritatedly with my voice raised. My delivery could've been better, but she bein' mad extra right now.

She just nodded her head quietly and was about to walk away quietly but then she turned around and said,

"You know what? In a relationship, the little 'extra shit', is what matters to me... If you wanted a mediocre ass bitch that's cool with just 'fuckin with each other' then you should be with somebody else. I'm sorry I actually wanna be asked to be your fucking girlfriend." She says.

Damn, I ain't mean to hurt her feelings.

"Look, Mil-." I start off, before being cut off.

"Don't, it's whatever. It is what it is." She said before making her way up her stairs.

I ain't know that girls could be this fuckin' sensitive, fuck.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 07, 2020 ⏰

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