I'm actin' like I ain't got feelings
But deep down, I'm broken inside
And I ain't into the preachin'
But I don't know why these hoes wanna lie
She don't like when I go on the glide
But it's like on the roads I reside
And what's love cuz, I don't know the meaning
And I've been lookin' but it's so hard to find'
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he walked out the recording booth 'is that cool' he asked the producer as he nodded
he walked over to the sofa i was sat on and sat down next to me throwing his arm around my shoulder
it was currently around 4pm and i was sat waiting for rhys in the studio. a lot of his friends were also here, i didn't know any of them other then sav which was slightly awkward
'i like that one' i smiled as i rested my head on his shoulder 'it's different'
'i wrote it when i got out jail' he said 'dunno if i'll release it'
'why not' i questioned
i liked the vulnerable side of rhys. the song was deep, he must've wrote it when we'd fell out and lost the baby
'i like it' i continued 'what's it called?'
'whats love'
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'i gotta go babe' i said as i moved his arm from my waist
'mmm' he groaned as he opened his eyes. he put his head on my bare chest 'go where'
'everyone's chilling at dave's in a bit' i played with his hair 'id rather stay here'
'stay here then mann' he groaned 'you don't need to go'
'i've barely seen them recently' i laughed 'been with you too much'
'you haven't complained about seeing me when we-'
'shut up' i laughed 'i'm not complaining'
'i can't not go theyll be suspicious'
'he mentioned it to me as well we'll just go later' rhys suggested
'we can't go together' i said 'they think i hate you'
'bro just tell them we fucked and made up' he kissed his teeth 'it ain't their business what we do'
'exactly' i replied 'so they don't need to know'
'what so you're gunna pretend to hate me all night' he questioned
'yep' i nodded
'is fredo going' he looked up at me
'i don't know' i shrugged 'im guessing so'
he kissed his teeth in response
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SUH ME LOVE IT by popcaan played through my speaker as i ran the straighteners through my hair
'what you wearing' jada walked in with a towel still wrapped around her body
'you're still not ready' i laughed 'you haven't even done your makeup or hair'
'it's nothing special wear whatever'
'who's money was that earlier' she questioned 'on your insta'
'it's an old picture' i tried not to make it bait is was rhys
'hmm' she raised her eyebrows 'if you say so'
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