**** Can someone who has been to an actual Aug meet and greet DM me and explain how it works. Prettykiwi28
So when I write it, I can write it accurately. Thanks!
Also did y'all hear when aug was at Fmu they said his show was too dirty and he was like y'all should've got a gospel artist in this Muthafucka then lol. 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
How do you invite an artist to your school and not listen to they music."
JAZMINE P.O.V. -
"Name please." The lady at the hotel's front desk asked me.
"Jazmine Palmer." I moved my shoulder bag that was falling further onto my shoulder.
We had recently arrived in Copenhagen, Denmark and I was the last to check into my room.
Aug, T and D had rode in a car that got them here first. They were somewhere in the hotel.
And us (Me, Des, Can and DJ) and Tha Squad rode together in a van that got us here second. Everyone had went to their rooms, except DJ who was waiting on me.
"Umm ma'am did you reserve your room?"
"No. It was reserved for me."
"Hmm..." She continued to scroll through the computer.
"Do you know who reserved it?"
"I believe August Alsina. It should be reserved under his group like everyone else. "
"What's wrong?" DJ came up behind me, putting his hands on my shoulders.
"I don't see your name. Can you contact Mr. Alsina?"
"Yes hold on." I walked away from the desk, outside DJ following closely behind me.
"They can't find your room?" He asked me.
"Yeah I don't know what's going on." I got out my phone to dial Aug.
"What's up?" Aug answered.
"Their saying they can't find my room."
"That's cause you with me. Room 611."
"August, really? I thought we talked about this?"
"You wanna sleep with DJ? Cause me and DJ your only options right now." He didn't particularly snap but he said matter of factly. Like this is not up for debate.
"Goodbye." I hung up.
"What he say?" DJ was all up in my conversation.
I walked in to the lady at the desk.
"Thank you ma'am we figured it out." I told her.
"Oh okay great. Sorry about that."
"It's not your fault." I gave her a reassuring smile and grabbed my bags.
"So what happened girl?" DJ asked me as we got on the elevator. He pressed 4. I pressed 6.
"He got a room for us to share. After I told him not too." I shook my head partly angry.
Why wasn't he listening to me?
"Why would he do that?"
"I don't know." I sighed as the door opened to DJ's floor.
"Well here if you want to escape him." He gave me his extra door-key.
"Aight. See you later."
He got off, the door closed and I proceeded up to the sixth floor. The door opened on my floor and Big T was waiting by the elevator. He grabbed my bags as I got off.
"T I can carry em.'"
"I know but Aug told me to get them. And when the bossman speak , I listen."
"Oh gawd." I rolled my eyes as we walked toward the room. Big T knocked on the door and August answered.
Big T set my bags down, then left out.
"Why would you do that August?" I sat on the edge of the bed.
"Because I'm not listening to no fucking rules. I'm not living my life constrained like that. You're my girl, we gon' act like it." He said unpacking some of his clothes and putting them in the drawer.
I sighed and ran my hands through my hair, crossing my leg's women's style, staring off.
"First you upset because we not in a relationship. Now you upset because we are."
"I'm not upset August. It's just I don't want to be thrust into the spotlight like that. I think relationships are private. I think relationships are sacred. And I don't want people tearing it down."
"If it's that easy for our relationship to crumble, maybe we shouldn't be together anyway."
"You don't get it." I got up unpacking my clothes.
"What don't I get?" He sat on the edge of bed, watching me. "Explain to me."
"Nevermind." I put my clothes on hangers and put them in the closet.
"Was you not finna' be in here with me anyway?"
"Yeah I was but---."
"Then why am I going to spend extra money, to pay for a room that nobody is going to be in? That's stupid. I got money, but not to waste."
I just silently put my clothes up.
"Why are you so pressed about all this Jazz? Hm?"
"This is my job August and I just know what it does. Relationships are already hard and being in the spotlight makes it harder."
"So you don't want us to go out together? No vacations? No dinners? You don't want me to hold you? You don't want me to take pictures with you? Nothing like normal couples."
"That's not what I'm saying." I sat next to him.
"I do. I just don't want people knowing who I am if that makes sense. I don't want to be on anyone's blogs. I don't want to be on mediatakeout or tmz. I don't want to be the brunt of people jokes. I've seen what Lauren goes through and I don't want that for me. She's strong. She doesn't care. But I do."
"Listen I don't know if you know, but I'm not a social media person. I do what I do then get off. I'm not one of them niggas that puts they whole life out there. So our privacy, we gon have that.
But if we at a club and you next to me and I feel like wrapping my arms around your waist I'mma do it. If we on the red carpet and I feel like holding your hand I'mma do it. If we at dinner and I feel like kissing you, I'mma do it. And then when niggas ask me about it, imma say it's none of their business. Cause it ain't. I'm not gone live my life by some calculated rules. Now in terms of my career moves, you control that. But in terms of this, I got it. Comprende?"
I chucked at his confidence. Deep down I did want those things but I guess I was just thinking of it as a publicist and scared my life would become a media mess like some of my clients. But when he said he was trying this relationship thing he was all in, so I had to be.
"I get it."
"Me and D got a conference call with Knuck about the new album. He letting us hear some new tracks, so imma be in D room most of today until rehearsal."
"Aight."
He leaned over and kissed me softly. I swear since he put them things to use he ain't stopped and I don't want him to. He had to be the absolute best kisser on the planet and I was lucky that he saved four years worth of kisses for me.
"If you need me, call me. Your key right here." He kissed me one more time handing me the key. Then left out.
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It was after rehearsal, DJ, Can, Des and I were all in DJ's room eating pizza. Finally something good that tasted like home. Cause this international food was not hitting the spot. I'm all for adventure but sometimes I want regular American junk food.
"Jazmine what is that plate for?" DJ asked me as I put two slices of pizza on the plate.
"Me for later fool."
"You think we should share?" Desiree asked.
We all looked at each other.
"Nah!!!!!!" We said in unison and cracked up.
"They not finna come down here and ruin our pizza party after they get done smoking that shit." DJ smacked.
The guys were upstairs in D's room doing what they do. While we were getting our grub on.
"Right eat all our stuff." Can said getting another slice.
"It seems like you eating the whole box." DJ looked at Candace.
She threw a piece of sausage at his head.
"This is what lonely bitches do. Sit around and eat." DJ sighed. "I need a man."
"Me too." Desiree admitted.
"Me three." Candace admitted.
Everyone looked at me when I didn't say anything.
"Mm at least one of us got some dick." DJ looked at me.
"Oh yeah Devin." Candace said.
"It ain't Devin honey. But imma just sit this tea on the stove. And let it cool off real quick." ☕️☕️☕️☕️
I sucked my teeth at DJ's big ass mouth.
"Oh my God who?" Des and Can looked at me.
I just ate my pizza.
"Is it Aug?" Can gasped.
I was silently chewing.
"That's why he came in our room the other day asking us what would we want if a man was trying to apologize to us. I told him a room full of roses."
"And I said a strawberry shortcake with I'm sorry." Des admitted.
"Unoriginal ass nigga." DJ shook his head. "We put them flowers on graves and I fucked up that cake."
"Uh-uh no you didn't DJ ?" Desiree laughed.
"Yup." He said with his mouth full.
"I think you're good for him Jazz. Me and Des used to tell him all the time we were going to find him a date when we were on tour back in the states. Some days he seemed so lonely man. Like that day we performed on the day his brother died. It was just a sad day. He just performed and went back to the hotel room." Can continued.
"He did that a lot of days tho. The only shows I really seen him happy at was the ones in Houston and New Orleans, cause his family came. And then when we all went out in Vegas." Desiree added.
"Boo-hoo." DJ waved his hand.
"DJ you are so mean." Candace laughed.
"He's fronting. Him and Aug are besties. That's why Aug was late to the show, convincing him to stay."
"Bitch nobody asked you." He threw a piece of crust at my head.
There was a knock at the door. DJ got it. It was Aug.
"I just know y'all ain't down here eating without me." He came in the room looking at our food.
"I'm taking this out y'all pay." He came in and laid behind me on the bed. "Especially you."
"I saved you some." I got the plate I had reserved for him earlier on the low.
What type of girl would I be if I ate and didn't share with my bum. 😕
"Bitch he didn't put on." DJ looked at me.
"I ain't got to put on my bum got me." He pecked my lips taking the plate. "Thank you baby."
"You're welcome." I blushed. 😘
"Does anybody have to puke besides me?" DJ looked at Can and Des.
"I think it's cute." Candace admitted.
"Me too." Desiree added.
Aug laid with his head on my stomach. I twirled his hair around my finger.
"I should tell everybody y'all hiding food. Knowing we all starving with this bland stuff they got over here." Aug said eating.
"You can call all you want but unless they put on they ain't getting shit."
August laughed. "DJ you are mean for no reason. You need to chill bruh."
"Aug is Trey coming tomorrow?" Can asked.
"Nah when we get to London."
"Say what?" DJ sat up attentively.
"Trey's coming when we get to London." I repeated, knowing why he was hype.
"Jazz tell Aug how much I admire his music and how I was saying it was deep and I connected with it."
"He's lying. He calls you Keyshia cole baby brother and K.michelle cousin saying y'all all ratchet. And he said you whine and your music sucks. He's just trying to suck up cause he likes Trey."
"Bitch." He threw some fries at my head.
"Stop DJ." I laughed throwing them back.
"That true DJ? I thought we were cool?" Aug said finishing up eating.
"We are. I was just telling Jazmine I got a new bestie."
"Whatever." Can laughed at his lies.
"You know what, all you bitches can leave I don't have to take this harassment." DJ dramatically said.
"August their lying. Now Jazmine on the other hand she's a little snake in the grass."
"What?" I laughed. "Are you serious?"
"Mm-hmmmm. Tell him how you took all his little flowers and put them on graves."
Aug looked at me. "You put my flowers on graves?"
"DJ!" I jumped up and chased him. He ran into the washroom and closed the door.
"Open the door DJ."
"I will when you sit your snake ass down." He said on the other side of the door.
Candace and Desiree watched in amusement.
"Them cost a lot of money Jazz." Aug got up.
"Baby he's lying he did that. Not me." I tried to hug him.
"Liar." DJ yelled like a kid.
"Nah man I'm hurt." He playfully pushed me off, acting hurt.
"Really august?"
"Really. You broke my heart. It's over." He tried to look sad, then started smirking.
I smacked my teeth, then Aug tried to hug me tightly laughing.
"Nah get off of me. It's over remember." I said into his chest.
"I'll see y'all." He told Can and Des.
"Come up to bed soon. I'm sleepy." He pecked my lips a couple of times then left out.
DJ came out the washroom.
"You are wrong. You are so wrong." Des and Can laughed.
I jumped on his back and we fell to the floor laughing.
I had my bum and I had my best-friend. Life was good.