Different Game (Player's Change Sequel) Tyga Story

Chapter 12

"But like I was saying ,what movie you tryna watch?" he asked.

"The Lion King" I said sitting criss-crossed on the couch.

"Man nah, we always watched that. I never got go pick." he said.

"Well what you wanna watch?" I asked.

He flipped through Netflix. Outta all the movies, this nigga picks a scary one.

"Paranormal Activity 4." he said smiling.

"Asshole." I mumbled.

"Can you fix me some apple juice." he asked.

"Nigga am I yo maid?" I asked.

"No, but you'd look beautiful in a little maid lingerie set." he said smirking.

"Just ssshh. The movie starting." I said.

I hoped up and got my pillow and blanket to get comfortable.

"Is this how you treat guest.?" he asked laughing.

"What you mean?" I asked.

"You go get you a pillow and cover to be warm and cozy, but don't offer your guest nothing." He said.

I sighed.

"I don't have another blanket but I have a pillow." I said.

"Well I'll share a cover with you, you sleep on one side of the couch, I sleep on the other." He said.

"Give me a second." I said getting up.

"Could you bring me some old sweatpants and one of my old shirts. I know yo ass got some." he said smiling.

"You wearing out ya welcome. Stressing me out." I said going into my room.

I took a pillow from my closet as well as some sweatpants and a shirt.

"Thank you." he said taking off his shirt.

"Michael there's a bathroom, right around the corner." I said.

"Chill, you act like I'm stripping. You seen me more naked than this." he said smirking.

He was just tryna tempt me. I saw he got two new tattoos on his chest. Most people wouldn't notice considering he has so many, but I did cause I stared at that tattooed chest so many times.

He slipped on his shirt and dropped his pants, revealing his tight briefs. I slightly laughed at his tiny butt poking out.

"What's funny.?" he asked.

"Just your butt. You poking or nahh?" I said laughing.

"Yea yeen know I had cake?  Its like a bakery back there." he said laughing and slipping on his sweatpants.

"My bad Beyonce." I said laughing.

"You silly." he said laughing and laying on the couch.

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The movie was halfway finished and my scared ass couldn't fall asleep. But Michael on the other hand was knocked out. I had to go use the bathroom but I was OD scared.

"Michael." I said shaking him.

He shifted in his sleep not paying me a ounce of attention.

I heard a door creak and a something fall.

"Mikey get up." I said wrapping my self tight in the cover.

"Tay, it's 3:00 in the morning." he whined covering his face with the pillow.