Trill Love ( Chris Brown Love story )

Baby , I love Gifts

"No, and I don't plan on tellin' him. He hates Reed." Lisha says.

"Why?" Mars asks.

"He says Reed is shady." Lisha shrugs.

"Is he cute?" Rih asks.

Lisha shows us a pic.

"D*mn. Reed grew up." Nique says, making us all laugh.

"Be right back." I jog into the jeweler's store, walking up into the desk. "Hi, uh...check-out for Hazel Stevenson."

She nods and goes to the back, soon returning with three boxes.

I opened them and nodded in approval.

A gold chain with 'Breezy' written in diamonds.

A gold Rolex with Brown's initials and birthday on the back.

A gold ring with our anniversary written inside.

"Thanks. How much?" I asked.

"10, 584.63."

I pull out my AmEx card and paid for my stuff, then found the girls waiting for me outside.

"Next?" Lani asks.

"Footlocker." I say.

"These are beautiful." I marveled at the matching pair of J's that sat before me. They were the newest pairs, not yet being released for another two months. A pair was for Brown, the matching pair for me.

Red, black, white, and gray.

'Breezy' (for me) and 'Zelly' (for him) stitched on the outer sides.

"Glad yo like 'em." Donny says. Donny is my shoe-guy. I always go to him anytime I need a fresh pair of sneakers.

"Damage?" I asked, closing the boxes.

"Discounted? 800.85." D says.

"Wonderful. Thanks, love." I hug him.

"No prob." Donny chuckles, hugging me back.

I paid, then walked out with my bag. "Leggo." I say, to my girls.

"You ready?" I ask, through the phone as I checked my outfit in the mirror.

"Yeah." Chris replies. "Are you?"

"Yep. Straight or curly?" I asked.

"Curly." Chris replies, instantly.

I smiled, I had already curled my hair...knowing he likes my curls.

"A'ight. I'll be there in 15." I said.

"A'ight, one." He hung up.

I double-check my outfit then head out.

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CHRIS

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"Daaayuuuum." I bit my lip, turning Zelly around to fully examine her outfit. "You killin' me."

Zelly laughs. "Let's go." She walked head of me. I grabbed her, pulling her to me. Her heels made us the same height, so I whispered directly into her ear:

"You coming out of this tonight..."

Zelly pushed me off, laughing as she walked out the kitchen.

She thinks I'm playing, but I'm deada*s. I mean...I am the birthday boy.

"You are the best, you know that?" I ask Zelly, as we finished up our amazing dinner.