14th April 2018
"y'all" i laughed shaking my head "give it up for CHRIS FUCKING BROWN" i shouted and everyone went wild.
he bowed at the crowd and thanked them lovingly.
"y'all" i laughed shaking my head again "man" i shake my head again.
"i have no words." i say putting my hand on my chest as chris turned to me, he was about 6 feet away from me and he smiled at me softly "chris you're my fucking best friend." i say honestly "the world don't know you like i do." i smile "thank you for everything, for being my biggest fan, my biggest supporter." i patted my chest "it means everything" i nod softly and he smiled widely at me
"maannn" he said into his microphone "love you lil mama" he winked over at me
"i meant everything i said chris" i nodded at him "love you man, i fucking love you." i dabbed under my eyes where a tear had fallen, chris had come closer to me to stand beside me and wrap his arm around me and pull me into a hug.
"love you" he said in my ear and kissed my temple "you look hot as fuck as well" he stroked my lower back and then backed up 2 steps and i smiled at him
"y'all know that chris is at 90 entries in the hot 100?? with the release of Freaky Friday debuting at 9 on the charts here." i asked the crowd and cheered as chris put his hands together thanking me, the crowd, his fans and god. "he's on his way to getting 100 damn entries on the billboard hot 100!" i say and the crowd goes wild
"that means he's gonna be the second solo artist to have 100 entries, just behind Elvis Presley." i say to the crowd "and y'all, he's gonna be the first black artist to do it" i cheer and clap for chris as he stands there almost dumbfounded. like he didn't know this.
he looked at me with his brows raised.
he didn't know i was gonna be praising him this much.. or at all. but he deserves the praise for his music more than anyone.
"and he's the best selling male singer of the last 18 years here in the US with over 135 million" i say praising him
"the king of r&b" i dap him up making him laugh shyly shaking his head as he hugged me from the side
""coachella, give it up for one of the greats of all time" i dapped up my best friend
"chris brown!!" i say and the crowd goes mental
"it's all you" chris returned the love to me as he patted his chest "you're the best" he bit his lip smiling
i nod at him and say thank you, but i didn't say it into the microphone. just to him.
how that little bit was over...i look at my sound crew and hold three fingers up at them, signalling to them to play the 'Only' track in three seconds
"ayo" i laughed into the microphone
the Only track started playing and i smiled as everyone screamed "i want y'all to say this first line with me as loud as y'all have ever said anything. y'all ready??" i asked them and they cheered back
"Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked Drake" i chant passionately, because i really ain't fuck them two dudes.
"ayy" i hyped upthe crowd
"On my life, man, fuck's sake
If I did, I'd ménage with 'em
And let 'em eat my ass like a cupcake" i show the crowd my ass and move it slowly side to side.
i turn my head over my shoulder as i say "My man full, he just ate" and grip on my ass chris watches me grinning
i turn back to the crowd properly and continue tapping "I don't duck nobody but tape
Yeah, that was a setup
For a punchline on duct tape
Wo-Wo-Wo-Worried 'bout if my butt fake" i slap my ass and shrug
"Wo-Worried 'bout y'all niggas, us straight" i point between chris and i
"Th-These girls are my sons" i point to the crowd then to myself
"Jo-Jon & Kate Plus Eight
When I walk in, zip up straight
I don't give a fuck if I was late
Dinner with my man on a G5
Is my idea of a update
Hut-hut one, hut-hut two"
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WE (Warm Embrace) (Zayn Malik) (Chris Brown)
Fanfictionshe's got stars all around her, she's living her best life as one of the biggest stars on the planet and one of the most wanted women on the planet. but no matter the front she puts on, this life is getting to her. all she needs is a warm embrace.
