Chapter 8: No Problem

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14th April 2018

setlist for Coachella;
Bitch Better Have My Money
You Drive Me Crazy
When I Grow Up
Lift Ev'ry Voice and Sing
Colours
interlude and outfit change
Pour It Up
Towers
Too Good At Goodbyes
Ego
     interlude and outfit change
Step On Up
Truffle Butter (one verse)
Barbie Tingz/Barbie Dreams
Inspirations Outro
      interlude: Inspirations
Naughty Girl
Love More (Chris Brown)
Only (Chris Brown)
Do It Again (Chris Brown)
Next To You (Chris Brown.. & Justin Bieber)
Beauty and a Beat (Justin Bieber)
Despacito (Justin Bieber)
Where R U Now (Justin Bieber)
Bed (Ariana Grande)
Monster (Jay Z) (his verse and my verse)
Empire State of Mind (Jay Z)
interlude and outfit change
On The Floor
Dusk Till Dawn
Desperado/Sex With Me
Wild Thoughts
Diva (Beyoncé)/7/11 (Beyoncé)
  interlude and outfit change
Threatened
Hollywood Tonight
Black or White
Scream (with janet jackson)
Smooth Criminal
Dirty Diana
Don't Stop The Music

36 songs!!! i know. but i'm so ready for it! packed full of singing and dancing. i think it's going to be longest coachella set ever but... when you have hits after hits... it do be like that sometimes.

"guys i need this to be perfect!!" i call out to my crew
"no mess ups" i say to them as i stand on the stage with them all around me

"ummm royalty" someone called out and i turned to my personal assistant "Yvonne" i say her name back to her
"Farren has fallen ill" she said and it felt like my world came crushing down on me
Farren is my top dancer. the one who i do one on one dances with, the one who is literally by my side during every performance

"you've got to be fucking KIDDING!!!" i almost shout
"it's no problem, one of your other male dancers can just take his place, especially during Naughty Girl where you need one dancer to dance with you."

"it's not that easy.. the rest of them don't really know that dance, it's only me and Farren who rehearse it together because the rest of the dancers behind us are doing a different choreography slightly, they don't know it!" i snap at her and everyone stays silent

"well have you got any other ideas?" she asked me

"i'd have to change the whole choreography last minute!!" i look her dead in the eye "and i ain't about to do that" i told her "the only other person who knows just a section of this choreography is usher and he's not here!"

"i know it." i hear a familiar voice speak up and i instantly recognised it
i turned to see chris standing against a prop on stage watching this all unfold.

"let me do you this favour. i'll stand in for your dancer who's ill" he said pushing himself off of the prop and walking towards me
"i helped choreograph this dance with you. i'll do it." he gave me a look

"sorted." yvonne smiled and everyone audibly took a breath of relief.
the filming camera turned off after catching that disaster on camera, and everyone scattered after that leaving chris and i on stage.

at this point i was sat on the edge of the stage looking out to where thousands and thousands will be in a matter of hours.

"we need to talk" i heard chris say and he appeared beside me. hanging his legs over the stage so they were swinging just like me.
"about?" i asked
"last night." he scoffed "you forgot it already?? don't be acting like that lil mamma, i know you enjoyed yourselves" he teased reaching over to me poking my ribs making me chuckle and slap his hand away "touch me again i'll feed you your fingers"

"sounds sexy" he replied instantly and i laughed and shook my head at him

"seriously though..." he began and i sighed "chris." i chuckled and looked at him "it's cool. it was sex. we don't have to talk about it. i'm cool, you're cool. it's whatever."

"so you're not gonna be weird with me?" he asked and i laughed shaking my head "i'm grown." i replied instantly "i'm too old to be acting weird with you after we've had sex."

"i was just thinking because we're best friends it might be a lil weird for you. it's not for me, i had a great time and i don't want to lose you over it." he shrugged one shoulder
"you ain't losing me. you won't get rid of me that easily." i commented making him smile

"that's coo then" he smiled softly and looked out at the land in front of us.

we was sat in silence for what felt like hours "do you ever think there is something more to it out there?" he says randomly
"like what?" i questioned him softly.

"ufos man.." he said breathing out then looking at me "do ya think aliens are real?" he questioned me and i chuckled
"do you think they are?" i asked him
"yes" he replied instantly

"have you ever seen one??" i asked him and he shook his head "hell nnaaaawww" he replied quickly and i laughed loudly
"what do you think?"

"the universe is massive. i don't believe we're the only planet to be inhabited." i said honestly and he nodded "exactly. that shit is mad. we've evolved to be able to handle living on earth. with the temperatures forever changing, the earth forever changing, and so are humans, animals and plants. shit is evolving everyday to survive. so i believe that shit happens on other planets."

"yeah you're right" i nod

"how come we been friends over ten years and we ain't ever had the alien talk?" he started laughing making me laugh
"you don't let me see this side of you." i shrug softly

"what side is that" he rolled his eyes

"i've never really seen conspiracy chris before" i joked and he was absolutely howling at me
"dickhead." he nudged me with his shoulder and i almost fell off of the side of the stage so he grabbed my thigh and brought me closer to him
"you're the dickhead" i replied and he laughed "fuck no" he shook his head making me chuckle

"i'm excited as hell for today." he grinned showing off his pure white teeth
"love being on the stage with you man, and we don't get to do it often." he said truthfully
"no. now you're performing at coachella with me!" i grin at him

"i know, shit is trippy as fuck." he nodded at me making me smile

we got quiet again as we just stare out into the open

"you ain't told zayn have you?" he questioned me and i shook my head "hell no." i said honestly "you're his idol. how would you feel if your idol fucked your baby mamma who you was in a relationship with for 8 years?" i raise my brows at him, but i already knew his answer before he even spoke

"i'd kill that muthafucka" he shook his head, sucking on his teeth.

"exactly." i nodded at him

"ye but zayn won't touch a nigga" he dusted himself off

"you wanna hope so" i raise my brows, but don't look at chris
"now i know you trippin. he's a coo guy but ain't got shit on me." he said looking at my side profile
"if he's mad enough he could do some damage, he's got a bit of a temper. but he don't wanna hurt no one really. he's not like that. but when it comes to me and amira he'd fight tooth n mail for us."

"shit sounding like you're in love with him." chris commented and i laughed

"i love zayn yeah" i admitted

"i said in love. i love you." chris shrugged "but i aren't in love with you. there's a difference lil mamma. you're in love with zayn." he nodded at me

"i don't know what i feel anymore."

"i get that feeling too. shit is mad as hell." he laughed shaking his head at the irony.

chris and i were just as lost as each other at this moment in time. and we needed each others friendship more than anything at this point.

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