August Alsina imagines

Who you talking to?

August

"Yn! I don't have time to play your games!" I yelled throughout the house. She knew my girl would be home soon, and she thought it would be funny to disappear.

Yes, I said my girl. Meaning Yn wasn't my girlfriend, she isn't either. I don't know why but it was always something about Yn that made me wonder how she was in bed, and now that I know, I think I'll keep her on speed dial, but that's if we don't get caught and the game she's playing, we will.

"This bitch." I heard my girlfriend Milan say. I sighed, face palming myself. Being honest, Yn was way better looking than Milan, but she had attitude problems, and I know for sure, we gone clash.

"Hey baby." I smiled. She smiled and kissed me.

"Hey Aug," She replied, placing the phone back up to her ear, "yeah, but that's good you had fun." She laughed.

"Who you talkin' to?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

"Yn." She replied. I sighed in relief.

No more cheating.