Chapter 2: Thoughts

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13th April 2018

"amira" i called out and she turned to me "stop pulling on her hair" i chuckled watching as she tugged on beyoncé's hair
"oh it's okay!" beyoncé shook her head at me making me smile "i'm used to it." she added making me laugh

zayn and i made her the god mother of our baby girl. and she said it was one of the greatest honours of her life. jay is the god father.
"i have my own babies i know how obsessed with hair they can get!" she grinned at me making me smile

"tell me about it.. i feel like by the end of the year i'll have no hair left at all." i rolled my eyes and laughed

"it's our hair, it's beautiful so she loves it." beyoncé compliments our hair making me smile.
we was interrupted by my phone ringing.
i grabbed it from the side table in beyoncé's dressing room backstage at coachella and i read the caller ID.

"zayn?" she questioned me and i nodded at her and answered the call
"hey" i smiled softly
"hey." he replied instantly "do you and beyoncé want anything from the shop before i head over to you?" zayn asked and i smiled "one second i'll ask her." i say

"do you want anything from shop?" i asked her "hot cheetos if that's okay? i'll give him the money when he gets here."

"tell her i don't want a couple of dollars from her" zayn replied to me, laughing slightly at beyonce, so he must of heard her.

"you heard she wants hot cheetos?" i asked him
"yeah i got it" zayn replied and i knew he was nodding
"how's my girl?" zayn asked and i smiled "she's ragging bey's hair out but she's fine, you know what she's like around bey and jay. she's on top of the world." i replied softly

"i meant you." he replied softly and my heart fluttered "how are you? you nervous to perform with beyonce?"

"you know i always am nervous to grace the stage with her."

"you shouldn't be." zayn replied and i knew he was shaking his head.
i started getting another call through.
"i know. thank you." i replied to zayn as i looked at the other caller.
it read 'Breezy💨 🖤'

"zayn i'm gonna have to shoot i've got an incoming call. i'll see you when you're here.

"do you need anything?" he asked me "no i'm cool, thanks" i smiled softly "see ya"

"alright bye" he replied and i quickly answered chris' call.

"hey." i spoke into the phone "royalty!" he replied instantly, quickly, making me laugh
"hey breezy"
"Ro, you alright?"

"chris are you high?" i laughed down the phone

"shit when aren't i??" he replied making me cackle
"i am going to come to watch you today, i decided!" he added making me smile
i invited him down to beyoncé's set to watch it with me, and watch me perform with bey.
"oh so you are coming?" i asked him

"yeah i wouldn't miss that shit. it's a big moment for you both being on that stage. i wanna support you." he said and i smiled instantly

"you're good to me aren't you."

"ye i try to be!" chris replied and i smiled

"has zayn got amira tonight?" he asked and i nodded to myself, he obviously couldn't see me
"yeah, he said he'll take her, she's gonna be in the same hotel as me, literally next door but she'll be sleeping in his room, just so she doesn't wake me up in the night, i've got the performance with bey today and then my own show tomorrow on coachella's main stage so.. he wants to give me a break."

"right." chris replied "you wanna hit it up then?" he asked me instantly, with a hint of cheekiness, making me laugh
"what are you referring to?" i said to his cheekiness
"ey, anything you want we can do." he replied instantly making me laugh and roll my eyes

"nah, chill, i just meant wanna hit the blunt with me? we haven't done that in ages."

"alright. you can come back to my room after bey's performance then?"

"aight that's cool." he replied and i could tell he was smiling
"how you doing?" he asked me and i sighed "i'm okay, amira is getting me through it, i'm still going for her."

"i know." he said instantly "it's hard but maybe it's for the best" he said and i looked up at bey who was looking at me
"i don't know. maybe." i shrugged one shoulder

"don't be all depressive on me tonight, Rey, coz i swear." he said and i knew he was shaking his head and biting his lips which made me laugh
"i won't!! jesus!" i laughed softly
"yeah you better not. can't deal with that shit man. we'll get food, hit the blunt and watch a film." chris replied to me and i nodded

"sounds like a plan."

"aight." he said clearing his throat "i'll be done there in about 2 hours so i'll see you then." he said and i smiled "is amira there with you right now?" he asked me and i replied with a yes
"aw i can't wait to see that pretty face, she be the double of you it's scary." he said and i laughed

"you calling me pretty, breezy??" i rose a brow at him down the phone
"girl you been knew that i think you're hot as fuck."

i laughed shaking my head "right" i giggled "see you soon chris" i say softly

"see you soon, royalty" he replied softly and the call dropped.

"what did chris want?" bey asked me straight up.
"he was letting me know he was coming to watch todays performance, think he wants to see us two together." i smiled at her softly and she nodded.
"he's hanging out wit' you later?" she asked and i nodded "yeah we haven't hung out properly in a while, the only time i've seen him recently is when we've been rehearsing for when he joins me as my special goes on stage. we haven't hung out as friends if you get me, more like colleagues." i chuckled softly and she nodded softly

"he's coming to your room though?" she raised a brow at me making me chuckle "it isn't anything like that!" i laughed shaking my head and waving my hand in the air "we're just gonna have a smoke together and watch a film and order some food i think." i say honestly

"well.. just be careful." she said in a motherly manner. "he's got himself into a lot of trouble since what happened with rihanna"

i sighed softly and nodded "i know.. he's done some shit things but, bey, he's paid the price for that. in and out of court, and prison, he's trying to better himself." i said honestly
"i think he just needs help.. he needs a friend." i said honestly and she nodded

"just go careful." she repeated "he's not shy of hurting the people he's close to and loves." she said then put amira on the floor to play with rumi and sir.
"he's always had a thing for you, kanye told jay that." bey told me "not like we already didn't know. you can see it on his face, and how he is around you. and, he's got a thing for harassing the women he's involved with. i just want you to be careful and safe around him."

"you have amira to think about." she added and i nodded

i sat back in chair and let my thoughts consume my head for the next hour until zayn arrived.

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