The Publicist

By intellectual212

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After getting into a fight that went viral almost ruining his career, August Alsina's manager D calls on Jazm... More

R & B's New Bad Boy
Not My Type
Big Heart
Market Run-ins
Unexpected Guest
Run Away From Love
In Due Time
Keep It Professional
Uncomfortable Feelings
Death of Me
Jet Lag
Not Mad Anymore
Industry Heauxs
True Colors
The Bet
Hotel Fun
Chapstick and Jealousy
Come Correct Part 1
Come Correct Part 2
Breaking Part 1
Breaking Part 2
Lover or Friend Part 1
Lover or Friend Part 2
Rules of Dating A Celebrity Part 1
Breaking The Rules
Breaking the rules repost
His Rule
Denmark Nights
Disappointed Part 1
Disappointed Part 2
Irish Spring
Mother Lion
Check Her
trust Me
Played
Lost
Broken Hearts and Bathroom Stalls
Celeb RelationshipVideo Series
Embarassing Friends
Community Property
Trust Issues
Needy
Burning The House Down
Girlfriend To Do List
Balancing Act
Higher Heights
Male Assistants
Claiming Bae Part 1
Claiming Bae Part 2
Nola Jazz Part 1
Brand New
Brand New Part 2
Brand New Part 3
Mystery Call
I Am Freaked The F Out
Bad Omen
Petty Boots
Baby Fever
Mistake
Author's Note
Rumors
Annoy Him Back To Health
Praying For A Miracle
Pass Me Not
Recovery
Good Morning Surprise
Author's Note - Petty and Messy
Encouragement For Writers
Pop A Couple Bands
I Wanna Be Ya Best Friend
Take Off
Too Soon
Time vs Character
Drunk Mistakes
New interview with Aug
Stupid Ass Idea
Forgive My Sins
Charity
Fuxk You
New Jazz
A/n To Follow Your Heart or Popularity
Pain and Betrayal
Alone
New Couple Alert ???
Lucid Dreaming
Forever Don't Last
Next Time Around
Two Different Planets
Downward Spiral
Downward Spiral 2
New Aug interview updated with another one
Strike
I am done with August Anthony Alsina Jr lol
Fuxk You Again
Aug's Hip Hop video/ outfit
New Aug Interview with Ebro
Time
This pic of aug yo
Excerpt New Book
Memory
leap of faith published
Masterpiece
Hidden Gift
Coming Together
Hard Decisions
Epilogue- Meet And Greets
Question for my readers
Alternative Ending - Explanation
Alternative Ending- Sacrafice
Alternative Ending- getting through it
Some of yall are not getting it
Alternative Ending - In Vain Part 1
Alternative Ending - In Vain Part 2
See Ya Next Lifetime
Last Thank Yous
Other Aug stories
Omg Today is Aug's Birthday and guess who else

I Wanna Be Ya Bestfriend Part 2

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By intellectual212

Please listen to August's Planes remix---bae kills it!!!! 🙌🙌🙌

Jazmine POV -

"He wants me to go to Coco's." I was Facetiming DJ from my laptop as I was getting dressed.

"Cocos?" DJ raised his eyebrows perplexed.

"Yes. " I shook my head so aggravated, dropping my towel and putting on my underwear.

"Ain't nothing but thirsty thots trying to get chose by the celebrities that come through." DJ said.

"Exactly!!!!" I yelled putting on my bra.

DJ has seen my body a million times and it phases him not one bit. I could put my breast in his face and he wouldn't get aroused. We were just close like that. And we lived together so I couldn't hide

"And once they see August in there, their going to go wild."

I grabbed my olive oil off my dresser.

"And you know it's going to be hella packed." DJ said

"Thank you!!!" I put the olive oil on my legs, arms, and chest.

"Why he going to some Cocos?"

"I don't know. Maybe their paying him for a walk through." I looked in my closet for something to wear.

"Maybe." DJ shrugged.

"On top of that I have nothing to wear. Those women barely come in there with clothes. It might as well be a strip club."

I pulled out several dress options, but nothing seemed right.

I sat on my bed and plopped down on it sighing.

"I want to cry right now seriously. If I go to that club looking busted, I'm going to be the joke of social media."

"Don't start. You don't have to dress like them. Dress like you."

"I can't dress like me if I want to keep August. He sees me dressed vs. those chicks his eyes are going to stray all night."

"If he dare looks another bitch after how you took care of him, I will personally gauge that niggas eyes out."

I covered my face staring at the ceiling and kicked my feet in the air.

Why would he take me out of my comfort zone like this? I don't feel like competing for his attention. I don't feel like having to watch heauxs eyeing my man and being totally disrespectful to me.

August and I hadn't officially went out as a couple in public yet and I could feel the catastrophe.

I was trying to buy time until The Bet Awards, where we would be out publicly together, not speed this shit up by going to some damn Cocos.

"Jazz just go, focus on you two and try to have a good time. Don't let other women ruin your night."

"I'll try." I heard my phone buzzing.

"That's August, I'll call you bAck."

"Aight."

We hung up.

I picked up my phone. "Hey baby."

"Hey. I can't pick you up I got to take care of some stuff, so I'm sending a car. It should be there in like 45 mins."

"August do I have to go?" I whined.
"That's not my crowd baby."

"Babe just do something I want to do tonight, then whatever you want to do, we can do."

"Fine." I sighed and shook my head.

"We going to be on the second level in the VIP lounge overlooking the club. Just walk up there."

"Ok."

"Aight. Be reAdy when the driver come because you know you like to slow poke."

"I will be bye."

"Love you mama."

"Love you too."

We hung up and I finished getting ready.

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Migos - One Time filled the air of the club as I entered. I looked around observing the space and immediately felt out of place.

The stench of weed and liquor engulfed me.

And all the women were dressed like I imagined. 28 inches of Brazilian weave, barely clothed to accentuate their beautiful bodies, faces beat to the gods and heels that would put hookers to shame.

I had a modest black body con dress, my hair was in a twist out, and the heels were killing my fucking feet.

How are they standing and not only that dancing?

I got plenty of side eyes, which confirmed I wAs intruding on their territory.

I sighed and went up the stairs and made my way up to second level VIP area.

A bouncer guarded the entrance of the area, like he was guarding the gates of heaven.

"I'm August Alsina's guest." I explained.

"August Alsina ain't got no guest."

"My name is Jazmine. I'm his girlfriend and he told me to meet him up here."

He looked me up and down like... Bihhhh please.

"August ain't here."

"Okay but he told me to go up and wait on him."

"I don't care what he said. He ain't here so you can't go up."

"Hey Dre. Me and my girls need a booth."

A Miracle Watts looking chick and her three friends walked in front of me, like I was a fucking ghost.

"You know I got you baby. Imma put you next to August Alsina, he coming through tonight."

These bitches eyes lit up like he was handing out free turkeys on Thanksgiving.

She kissed him on his cheek and let them go through.

"You need to go back downstairs." He told me.

"I told you August told me to meet him up here and I'm going to wait here for him."

He called on another bouncer who came up the stairs.

"AJ get this delusional groupie." He told the man coming up the stairs.

"You can't wait up here." He grabbed my arm tight.

"Don't grab me." I tried to yank my arm back.

He continued to grab me and pull me down. My heel got caught on the stairs and I tumbled down until I hit the floor.

"Dammmnnnnnnnn." Some ignorant dude said out loud.

By this time people were looking at me. Most had their phones out recording.

NO ONE, I REPEAT NO ONE HELPED ME UP.

They were too busy laughing and recording. Women and guys.

I got up humiliated. My leg bleeding from a cut I got on the metal stairs.

I tried to go the bathroom to fix the blood, but the bouncer made me exit the club.

The car had left. So I was stuck. I tried to call August's phone but he wasn't answering.

I sat on the crib, held my head in my hands and broke down. I have never felt so humiliated.

I saw August's Range pull up. T was driving and Aug immediately got out the passenger side and came over to me.

"What's wrong?"

"They wouldn't let---"

"What the fuck happen to your leg?" He looked at my bleeding cut.

"The bouncer dragged me down the stairs my heel got caught and I fell down the stairs."

He helped me up.

"Come show me which one."

"No August that's okay." I didn't want him getting into anymore fights to ruin his imAge.

"No it's not. Tell me or I'm fucking everybody up."

He grabbed me by my hand and went back inside.

"Who was it?"

"It was both of them."

T took one and August the other. It was a complete fucking mess.

I pulled August off the guy and yelled to T to come on before the police came.

We all got in the car. T drove. August sat in the back with me. I grabbed some Kleenex in Aug's back seat to soak the blood.

He was bright red and his skin was hot. Which happened when he got really angry. And he was breathing heavily.

All I could think about was him just healing from being sick and not wanting him to stress out I made an effort to calm him down.

"Calm down baby." I kissed his cheek. "I don't want you to get sick again."

He looked at me for a minute not saying anything.

"What's wrong?" I rubbed his cheek.

"You never cease to amaze me. They humiliated you in front of an entire club and you thinking about me."

"That's minor. Your health is more important."

"Imma be honest before today I didn't really understand why you felt the way you did."

"What way?"

"Insecure about our relationship. I didn't notice or take serious, how people try to make you feel like you don't belong with me. Listen, Don't ever, ever, let nobody make you feel like you don't belong with me. They may think that shit but I don't. I'm not ashamed of you. I sincerely love you. And no other woman, I don't care how she looks. No nigga, I don't care how much he's like Aug you need to upgrade, can change my mind about that."

I shook my head yes.

We heard sniffling.

"That was so touching."
T said fake crying.

We laughed.

"I mean that tho baby. I'm yours. I'm not leaving. I'm not looking anywhere else." August looked in my eyes and brought my face to his and kissed me.

Kissing him after the humiliation I went through was soothing to my spirit. I knew we would be the jokes on the Shaderoom tomorrow, but I didn't care.

As long as I knew he loved me, that was enough.

I laid on his chest the rest of the way back to my house.

Before we even hit the door, twitter was blowing to again about another August outburst. Defending his ugly duckling girlfriend they refused in the VIP
Area.

This shit was turning comical to me. I was learning to ignore it and instead focusing on what me and August had.

I noticed August had luggage lined up by my door.

"Where you going?"

"It's we. Pack enough for the weekend. We got a flight early tomorrow." He yawned and went into the bedroom.

"Early tomorrow? To where?" I followed him.

"If I told you, I'd have to kill you." He sat on the edge of the bed and took off his shirt.

"What type of clothes should I pack ?"

"It's only going to me and you, so you can go naked if you want."

I straighted faced him and rolled my eyes.

"Is it like summery or mountainey?"

I know I am making up words.

"Summery I guess." He took off his pants leaving him in his boxers.

"Tell me where we're going. I don't want to be caught off guard."

He took me by my hand and led me to the bathroom.

"It's a surprise so no. But do know, I prostituted my body to pay for this, so once we get there you owe me in ass, titties and moans. Sit here." He pointed to the counter

I sat on it. He got a cotton ball, and peroxide out the cabinet. He put some on the cotton ball and put my leg in his arm and softly dabbed my cut.

I felt water hit my legs. I noticed it was a tear.

"What's wrong baby?"

He wiped his eyes.

"Nothing." He got the Neosporin and put it on my leg.

"No, what's wrong?"

"It just hurts me to see people treat you like that. And it's my fault." He sighed.

He put a band-aid on my leg, kissed it, washed his hands.

I wrapped my hands around his waist.

"It's not your fault baby. You defended me and that's enough. And people are going to say stuff but I don't care anymore. As long as I got my bestfriend I'm cool." I kissed his back and smiled at him through the mirror.

"I'm your bestfriend now?" He turned to me.

"#2. DJ #1." I laughed.

"How do I get the #1 spot?" He wrapped his arms around my waist and put his forehead on mine.

"Tell me what the surprise is?" I pecked his lips.

"Nothing can make me tell you." He did his lips in a zip motion.

"Nothing?" I raised my eyebrows.

He shook his head no.

I shook my head ok and softly kissed down his chest. I got on my knees.

You can do it girl. I gave myself a pep talk.

"What you doing?"

"About to make you tell me."

I took out it. Took a deep breath and went to work.

His ass still didn't tell me, but he went to sleep happy.

It was okay I guess 😜. I'm not making it a habit tho.

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