The flirtatious girl next door is hopelessly in love with Beyoncé, but Beyoncé is too blind to see. Will she notice her before it's too late?
Read to find out :)
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Beyoncé's POV Solange was throwing a dinner party in celebration of her finally getting a job. I didn't see the point but hey, anything to support my little sister. I was happy for her though. Now she can finally hire a baby sitter and leave me alone.
I asked Michael to come with me because I didn't wanna show up alone.
"Heyyy" solange greeted us as we walked through the door. "I didn't expect y'all to come right at 7 so it's gon be a lil wait for the food"
I shook my head. Black people time. How you the host and not ready?
"Who's cooking?" I asked.
"Me and lay both cooking. You remember Wale right?" She asked and I nodded.
Solange married her high school sweetheart; Daniel after she found out she was pregnant. She was so young at the time. I told her she was making a mistake and that she would eventually regret it but of course that's not what she wanted to hear at the moment.
Come to find out about three years later she got caught cheating with this small time record producer, Wale. Daniel demanded a divorce no matter how hard Solange tried to beg him to stay. She wanted a complete family and I get that but she broke his heart.
Ever since then she's been on her own. Daniel was the breadwinner of the family so she had no choice but to move in with Wale or she'd be out on the street. Well that's not true, she'd probably be staying with me in my one bedroom apartment.
Daniel still gets to see julez on the weekends but he doesn't offer any type of help to Solange. Which leaves her with her only option, me, to babysit.
"Come here!" She dragged me to the bedroom and showed me the walk in closet.
It was huge. My whole kitchen could fit in there. Wale lived in a penthouse sweet. At least she ain't cheat with no broke nigga.
She showed me all the fancy things he bought her. A whole bunch of stuff that she'd probably never even use.
She gasped causing me to jump up.
"Oh my god girl, who bought you this?" She analyzed the diamond vvs necklace on my neck. I grazed my fingers across it and smiled.
"Okayyy Michael go big or go home" she said.
"Well actually it wasn-" I began to say before I was rudely interrupted by the doorbell.
"Hang on bey I gotta get this" She excused herself and ran out the room.
I followed her because what I look like standing in the middle of this big ass closet by myself?
