"aye i need a frappe you mind going to get that for me" i snapped she looked at me
"you just left from getting something o eat n u automatically want a frappe what of i say no to going to get it" she snapped
"then you can roll and not come back" i shrugged she got up grabbing her purse walking out the door i didnt know which route she was taking but i surely hope it was to get me a frappe but when she didnt come back for damn near four hours i already knew what was up i made a quick note to stop by her place on my way home after i wrapped shit up at the studio and things i made my way to her place which was like thirty minutes away that is what you called dedication i hopped out trying to find out the condo she lived in i stopped someone asking and they pointed me in the direction i made my way to her place knocking on the door hearing her dog bark
"zack i promise you one thing that you aint getting no ass tonight not after the shit i seen in the bloggg...."she swung the door open stopping in her tracks as i lean against her door way
"damn im glade im not zack" i chuckled she just slammed the door in my face i chuckled before beating on the door "dont make me make a damn scene out here miracle so open the damn door" i shouted and she snatched the door open
"boy why you at my doorstep" she asked
"i know you didnt quit after that" i asked
"i did now move" she snapped
"well im telling you u cant quit i need you im sorry for trying to pry into your personal life its just that i hate not knowing anything about the people that is always around me" i told her
"awww how sweet and thoughtful ill see you at work tomorrow" she smiled
"naw imma give you a off day ill see u monday so that can give you time to get u and zack together" i smirked she rolled her eyes
"i hate you now get off my porch" she snapped slamming her door i only chuckled
THE NEXT WEEK....
"DAVE I KNOW LIKE HELLL YOU DIDNT" layla came marching in while me and miracle was working on some shit we both looked at her sideways
"what the hell you talking about" i looked at her and she handed me a magazine with me and miracle standing outside of her door and from the outside looking in it look like i had something going on with her and her being in a silk robe didnt make it look any better
"look i know what it looks likes but that not it" miracle stated
"i told your ass dont fall for him and here your dingy ass go and fall for his ass" she snapped
"naw naw... this picture is taken way out of context its not like that" i tried to tell her but she just looked at me in disgust i got up chasing after layla i know she tried to played hard body but she was really feeling a nigga and i knew this i grabbed her and she looked up at me
"you need to fix this" she folded her arms
"what are you talking about me and you or this non fucking factor of a picture" i asked
"both" she mumbled looking at me i smirked
"aww you jealous trust me and miracle are strictly friends" i reassured her
"okay dave im going to trust you with this but fix it" she walked off i bite my lip as she walked off man man i walked back into the studio seeing miracle smoking a blunt typing away on her phone
"looks like we both have trouble in paradise" she chuckled passing me the blunt showing me the long ass paragraph her dude sent her saying her was on the nearest flight to come fuck her ass up i chuckled shaking my head
"yeah i guess so" i laughed
"lets finish this track before we get killed" she laughed taking a drag of the blunt pour me and her a shot of Hennessy i nodded before getting back to business
