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Reggie POV

"I gotta just get away

From all these issues at the crib

I love you cause I trust you

Not to judge me for my sins

I swear I didn't see it

Cause at first I ain't believe it

I think I found a man

That never once gave me a reason to:

Wanna leave, and I bleed

When he's away from me

Resisted you at first

But you told me that you would wait for me

There you are, affecting me like a star

When people work on my nerve

My nigga get on his job

Lets take a break, baby

Tell me what I do to you

Love it when you stare at me

And tell me that I'm beautiful

Know you've got my back

So when you here I feel relaxed

And when you gone

I feel wrong I call your phone

I'm coming back, babe

Cause I, I, I wanna fly away with you

I, I, I wanna fly away with you."

We were currently in the studio and Zo had just finished showing us his new song and I already was in love...with the song that is. Our eyes never left each other and I could see Dre looking between us from my peripheral but surprisingly, I didn't care.

"Yo I'm out see you brah." Dre announced while walking towards the door.

"You didn't tell us what you think." I say and he nods as if he just remembered.

"It was good, I liked it but I gotta get to the house." He replies and I know what house he's talking about.

The trap house.

He noticed my face and asked the question I hoped he wouldn't. "Where you been at by the way you know Ty been looking for you."

"He always looking for me and you know my mama don't be wanting me out there."

"Of course he always looking for you nigga, you know you the favorite." He jokes and begins to walk off, "Oh and tell ma dukes stop tripping."

"Yea I'm gon tell my mama while I'm living in her house to stop tripping and let me sell drugs, nigga get out." I retort and point towards the door.

Zo soon came out the booth later with a big smile on his face.

"What you cheesing bout?"

"Me? Cheesing? Pfft." He plays it off as if he wasn't just grinning like a Cheshire cat. "So what'd y'all think?" He continues and I tell him what me and Dre thought and that gets him smiling again.

"So who were you singing about?" I ask out of the blue. All of his songs seemed to be about someone so I was curious.

Scratching the back of his head and looking around I notice he's getting nervous talking about this someone.

"It's all good, tell me when you wanna." I tell him causing him to release a nervous chuckle.

For a moment everything was quiet, just us staring into each other's eyes.

"So," I began, "What inspired this song?"

"Stuff."

"You gotta be more specific than that. Like the part where you said 'I gotta just get away from these issues at the crib'" I say squinting my eyes at him.

He giggles a little, "Why you so nosy today?"

"Maybe cause you've been ignoring me for the longest so I wanna check on you."

"Aww, you came to check on little ol me?" He coos, faking shock by putting his hand on his chest.

I chuckle at his childish self and respond with "Can I tell you something?"

He nods and keeps smiling at me. This is the time I think to myself. I mean he trusted me enough to tell me so I could at least let him know. Right?

"I like you shorty?" I blurt out and it comes out as a question but it's too late to go back so fuck it.

"Shorty?" He asks trying to hold his laugh in.

"It sounded better in my head."

"Did it now? Ok." He replies and nods to himself.

Alonzo POV

I am about to scream like I'm at the front of a Beyoncé concert. Bitch I got me a chance. His words kept rewinding in my ear but as I was replaying what he said, one part caught my attention.

"Shorty?" I question attempting to contain my laughter.

I guess that was cute, that's not what's completely important, the important thing is my possibility at being bae right now.

"It sounded better in my head." He explains.

"Did it?" I question, "Ok."

It's confirmed, Ray is bae. 😍😍

Reggie POV

I don't now what came over me but I feel secure, like I don't have to lie to him I can be completley honest so I was.

Now it was time to find out what he thought.

"I like you Zo, and I don't know about you but I want to see how this ends." I say sincerely and then my thoughts are actually conveyed into words.

That gets him flushed and his cheeks are reddening the longer I stare into his eyes.

"Come on don't just stare now, talk." I push not wanting to have any awkward silence between us.

"I don't know what to say Ray I mean I like you too, but at the same time I'm new to this add to the fact I just found this out like five minutes ago."

"Aight I understand, let's go out tonight."

"Where are we going to go on a Sunday?" He questions.

"Don't worry about it, let's just get out the studio." I reply with with a mischievous smile on my face.

"Well let me at least go home and freshen up, you know look better or something." He says gesturing to his current outfit. He looked fine to me, he was wearing a white tank with some jeans. Jordans on his feet and a gold chain and watch to finish it off. His hair was a mess but it looked good. Simple but he made it look good.

I stared at him for a moment, adding to his worrying since he was trying to cover up.

"You look beautiful as you are right now."

That gets his skin even redder than it was before. I like knowing I have that effect on him, it's....promising.

"Ok now let's go we don't have all day." I repeat pulling him up from his seat holding onto his hand. As we approach the exit I ask him, "Which car we taking?"

"Take yours."

"Oh ok I'm going to need some gas money."

He makes a face that's says 'Oh is that so?'

"You asked to take me out, if you changed your mind I can just go." He says playfully pointing towards his car. I yank him back into grasp so that we're chest to chest.

"You not going nowhere." I whisper in his ear gaining a little shiver from him.

I don't know where this sudden courage was coming from but I was going to use every ounce of it today cause I don't know when I'd have it again..

We get in my car and pull out the studio parking lot going on our way.

"Where are we going?" He questions looking over in my direction but I don't answer I just turn on the radio to fill the silence. 'My Beyoncé by Lil Durk and Dej Loaf' come on and I sing along quietly.

"Shawty my Beyoonnncee. Durk and Dej, Durk and Dej, Durk and Dej." He joins in with me mid song.

I love hearing him sing and I love his songs even more, especially the ones he writes for this special someone he's yet to tell me about.

"When are you going to write me a song?" I ask, focusing on looking over at him and watching the road.

Apparently I was more focused on looking at him and didn't notice that the light was red and the car in front of me was slowing down while I was still speeding.

You know the thing your mom does when you're in the car and she reaches over and holds you back while she's stopping? Yea that's what I did to Zo so currently my hand was pressed against his chest holding him against the seat.

"Thanks mom." He jokes and I push him back in the seat as response.

After that we just listen to the song play in the background as noise. I hope we could have a song just for us two.

The message notification on my phone grabs my attention and I grab my phone to check it. I know texting and driving is bad but only a few people know my number and those that do only text when it's important so I had to check.

"So fuck my life huh?" Zo says from the passenger side and I just lock the phone and go back to driving.

"Sorry about that, do you mind if we stop by somewhere before we actually go out?"

"No, but where we going?"

"Why you so nosy today?" I joke using his own response against him.

He sucks his teeth but looks out the passenger side window

"Don't be mad at me, I got to go over to a friends house." I say looking straight ahead since I was lying. I was going to the trap house, and I didn't know how he'd react going to a drug house.

But only God knows.

Alonzo POV

I was so excited I didn't care where he was taking me, he could be taking me to my death and I'd, you know what I wouldn't be okay with that so I take that back. Lord please don't let him be taking me to my death.

We weren't driving too far from the studio so that kind of gave me mixed feelings considering the studio was in in a bad neighborhood but it was the only place I could record without my father and his many connections finding out but I was sure I was going to be ok, I was with Ray.

We pulled up to this interesting looking house. It was busted as hell to be honest with chipped paint, broken windows and it looked like it would collapse if a strong wind came over.

"Stay in the car, and lock the door after I leave." Ray demands as he's getting out the car.

"Uh uh don't leave me all alone, I'm coming with you."

"Oh we got a badass over here." He says sarcastically and I laugh at him slowly walking behind him but not too far away.

"Wassup Reg!" Some of the men standing outside the house greeted when he came up. It was almost weird hearing his actual name since I had become so accustomed to the nickname I gave him.

"Nun, aye Ty here?" He asked and I looked between them, curious to hear the response and get a clue to who this Ty was.

"Yea, and he been looking for you nigga."

This kind of put me on alert, not knowing what the hell was going down, not knowing who this Ty was and why he's was looking for Ray made me very nervous for some reason.

We went into the house after they finished their conversation meanwhile I stood in the background rubbing my arm nervously and looked around.

I could tell by our surroundings we were in the worst possible neighborhood yet Ray seemed so comfortable being here, without a care in the world. The inside of the house matched the outside look of the house, uncared for. Red cups scattered all over the floor, some people that looked borderline dead laying on a couch with holes in it, and the worse part was the smell. The house reeked of drugs and just funk.

"You'll get used to the smell." Ray assured me from.over his shoulder as he kept walking through the house.

"Let's hope not." I mutter to myself as an uneasy feeling fills my stomach.

Eventually we end up in front of these big, black, double doors that we're by far the best looking thing in the whole house.

After some contemplation on Ray's part, he finally pushed them open and walked in, me not far behind him. When we get in, you couldn't tell that we were in the same house that I had just previously seen. This room looked like it belonged to a mansion or something. I take back what I said about the doors being the best looking thing, the inside of this room was large as hell, probably bigger then mines. On one side of the room was another big door that probably led to a bathroom or some other large room.

There was 2 men on each side of the room and 1 man in the middle sitting behind a desk. "Reggie!!" The man in the middle began speaking. "Where you been at my nigga? And who this light skin nigga being you?"

"I heard you was looking for me." Ray responds, kind of avoiding the question.

"Yea you ain't been coming in lately, I was about to give your cut away a couple of minutes ago."

"Don't do that, you know I need the money."

I looked in between the two confused. It seemed like they were speaking a foreign language, or speaking I'm code to say the least.

"You know I need you, you my number one-"

"Can you just give me my money so I can go? I have plans today." Ray interrupts, looking back at me. That makes me small slightly and I get happy knowing we leaving this place soon. It gives me the creeps.

The man reaches into his desks and grabs a huge stack of money before throwing it towards Ray. He catches it effortlessly and turns on his heels towards the door, prompting me to turn as well.

I was in front of Reggie walking when I forgot which way to go at the part of the hallway where it split into two.

Reggie's hand on my waist grabbed my attention. "This way." He whispered in my ear slightly turning me in the correct direction.

After we got out we got in his car and sped off.

"Change of plans, how do you feel about meeting my mom?" He asks while driving.

"I don't mind." I respond as he turns on a street and speeds down.

"Good. We're here." He replies smirking over at me and I look out the window towards the house. It was a decent one story house with a porch in the front and I could hear the music blasting.

"Are you throwing a party or something?"

"Kind of, my mom has this huge cookout once a week and all the neighbors are invited and we just enjoy everyone's company." He answers gesturing to all the people around the house.

"Neat." I mutter to myself opening the door and stepping out. I could smell the smell of sweet barbecue and when my stomach growls I notice I hungry I truly am.

"Glad you're hungry, they gonna feed you until they can't anymore." He warns and walks up the pavement me right behind him. I look around the house and chuckle to myself at my surroundings. Even though we weren't far from that other house, you would think this is a whole different environment from where I'm standing. Instead of passed out people in the streets, they were replaced with dancing people, and instead of the one stray house, there was a multitude of homes filled with people enjoying each other companies. I liked it, you couldn't get this where I'm from, yea we had dinners but you had to dress as formal as possible, listen to some of the most boring classical music there is and listen to conversations about who's richer. Here you could come as you are, jam to something you actually like and talk about anything you want. I felt like I fit in here, to elaborate.

Ray's hand entwined with mine brought me from my thoughts. "Follow me around back."

When we got to the back I was saddened that he dropped our hands but covered it with a smile so he wouldn't see. Was it bad I was already becoming so clingy?

"What do you want to drink?" He asked opening the cooler and I looked through the drinks until I saw it.

They had Blue fanta.

I'm about to die and go to heaven. I had never seen or tasted one outside of instagram. It was like the rarest thing ever.

"Blue Fanta for you I guess." He mutters before handing me one.

"How'd you know I wanted this?" I question.

"You were staring at it like my little sister stares at Beyoncé." He jokes, giving me a big smile. "I would know because my little sister once screamed at me for turning off her single ladies video even though she watched it a hundred times. I chuckled to myself at his little story and looked around the back yard of his house. There was a man at the grill barbecuing, people young and old all around talking and laughing. I could get used to this, people enjoying each other's company and everyone's involved was a nice change. I even seen Ray's friend Dre on the other side of the backyard.

"The foods done, what do you want to eat?" Ray asks holding two plates in his hands.

We walked over to where the food was and my mouth watered at the sight before me. The available foods were ribs, burgers, corn bread collard greens, fried chicken, macaroni cheese and so much more. My stomach growled in anticipation as I observed all the foods before me.

Ray pulled the plate from me and made me some of everything, even though there was a small chance of me finishing it all.

"C'mon let's go." He said, nodding his head for me to follow him.

I followed him into the house, a bedroom to be more specific with light blue walls. I assumed it was his so no reason to ask. He layed down facing the foot of the bed and began eating his food. I soon followed suit and began eating. I couldn't contain the moan as soon as I took my first bite and that gained Ray's attention.

"That good huh?" He questions, smirking over at me.

"So good." Is all I imagine to get out before diving back into my food.

"My mama put her foot in this food." He says going back to eating.

"For real?!" I ask shocked, stopping chewing the food in my mouth and Ray burst out laughing at me. I don't know what's funny about people putting their foot in food.

"It's a figure of speech, it's basically just another way of saying the foods good."

I sigh in relief and give him side eye. "You could've just said that."

We eat in in a comfortable silence and Ray gets up and brings back paper towels for us to wipe our hands and face.

"So tell me about you Zo."

I was really eager to update so I can start writing the next chapter sorry for the cliffhanger.

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