"You look like a fucking clown." I laughed out.

Quincy nodded placing the ice pack back on his nose. "Yep, keep laughing."

And that's what I did. "Oh shit that's hilarious," I wiped away imaginary tears. "Did you go to the hospital?"

He nodded. "Yeah right after you left, it's not broken just swelled up so I have to ice it and then put some little wraps on it before bed."

"I didn't break it?" I pouted. "I thought I was stronger than that."

He shrugged. "It still fucking hurt."

I moved the ice pack away and pecked his nose. "I'm sorry for punching you but, you did deserve it."

"I know, I deserve to have my ass beat," he sighed. "How is Jasmine by the way? I know the day isn't even over with but, is she okay?"

I grimaced. "Not at all, Jasmines good at hiding her emotions you and I both know that but, she wasn't as good at it today."

He looked down. "It was never my intention to hurt her."

I smacked the back of his head. "Quincy you were using her and leading her on, there was only one way for it to end dumbass."

He rubbed his head. "You didn't have to fucking hit me."

"I had to smack some sense into you somehow." I said.

"Do you know if she-"

"No, let's not talk about Jasmine or how badly you fucked up, we'll deal with that later," I stood. "For now, let's just watch a movie and chill."

"Shouldn't we talk about it though?" He asked.

"I'm not Jasmine, you talk it out with her." I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bag of popcorn out of the cabinet. Unwrapping it and throwing it into the microwave as Quincy walked into the kitchen and leaned against the counter.

"Okay but how angry do you think she is with me?" He asked.

"Quincy I will cut off your dick and put it in the microwave with the popcorn if you don't stop asking me questions." I glared at him.

He gulped and then shrugged, walking backwards till his back hit the wall. Standing up straight and meeting my eyes he said. "How many..."

I pointed at him. "Quincy..."

"Licks does it take..." He continued

I huffed. "Stop..."

"To get to the tootsie roll center..." he bent his knees and pointed at me.

I shook my head. "Don't."

"Of a tootsie pop." He whispered still in the same position.

I walked up to him and bent down to his level. "The world may never know."

He looked up meeting my eyes and then we both burst into a fit of laughter. "Ughh we're so cringy." He groaned standing up straight.

I nodded. "And fucking weird."

The microwave beeped and I walked back over to it grabbing the popcorn. "What's up with you and Summer by the way?" He asked.

"Why'd you ask that?" I asked pouring the popcorn into a bowl.

"She called me earlier today asking about you." He walked up to me and took the bowl.

"Oh nothing anymore we talked it out." I shrugged.

"What was it about though?" He asked.

I walked into the living room. "I think I'll keep this one a secret."

He frowned sitting next to me. "Since when do we keep secrets."

I raised a brow at him. "Since always considering the fact you didn't tell me your gay."

"Wow, I thought we weren't talking about it," he mumbled.

I sighed. "Yeah I'm just kind of salty I mean, you kept a huge fucking secret from me. We literally made a pact yet you kept it from me."

He nodded. "I know, I was scared Y/n."

"Scared of what?" I asked.

"Everything, I was so scared of what everyone else would think that I became afraid of what you would've thought too," he turned to me. "I'm sorry for not telling you sooner but you have to realize that at the beginning I didn't even want to accept the fact that I was gay, let alone tell my best friend and confirm it."

Still could've told me about those doubts.

I looked away from him. "Right, I get it you were lying to yourself."

He nodded. "Exactly, don't be mad at me Y/nn please, I kind of need my best friend to help me with this new lifestyle I'm about to go through," he grabbed my hand.

I smiled softly. "Chill Quinchilla, I'll always be here for you, no matter how much you piss me off."

He let out a sigh of relief. "Good, and I'll tell you everything from here on out starting with um, the first time I got fucked in the ass, it felt amazing and it was by some guy I met at the grocery store-"

I laughed. "I didn't need to know all of that, I guess it's okay to keep some secrets."

He smiled. "I love you Y/nn and I'm really sorry for not telling you earlier."

I nodded. "I love you more Quincy," I pulled him into a hug. I could never stay mad at this asshole. "Oh shit, we should get matching pact tattoos."

He gasped and pulled away. "Omg we could get a rainbow and under it put S.P."

I laughed loudly. "Your so fucking gay did you seriously just say omg?"

He chuckled. "Shut up I got excited."

"It's okay, just let all your gayness go free," I said and then hummed. "We're running out of toilet paper."

He frowned. "Okay?"

"Let's go buy some and also get some, oh I don't know, hair dye?" I raised a brow.

He patted my back. "You fucking genius, I'm about to turn into 6ix9ine, let's go buy some hair dye and get a tattoo at 11pm."

"Don't want people knowing I'm gay my ass."

-

"Can't we just talk? Can't we just talk? Talk about where we're goin', before we get lost, let me out first, can't get what we want without knowin'," I looked up at Johnny who gave me a thumbs up and I continued.

"I've never felt like this before I apologize if I'm movin' too far, can't we just talk? Can't we just talk? Figure out where we're growin' Yeah..." The music faded out as I took off the headphones and walked out of the booth.

"Great job Y/n," Johnny gave me a high five and turned in his chair. "This is going to be a hit I can already tell."

"Hopefully, I'm ready to get acknowledged on Twitter by Rihanna." I said.

He chuckled. "Can you hook me up with her when that happens?"

"Hell no, she's my wife." I crossed my arms and sat in the seat next to him.

He shook his head. "I'm been meaning to ask you, why is one of your hands stained red."

I scoffed. "You remember that episode of Jessie where she got that hand model gig?"

He nodded. "Yeah, she stuck her hand in paint and it was stained purple."

"Exactly, yesterday Quincy and I were planning on dying his hair but, he chickened out and when I tried to force him to do it he pushed me causing my hand to fall into the bowl of dye, I got Jessied." I shook my head.

He laughed. "Really? You two are awesome."

"No I'm awesome, he's just there." I said.

"Right my bad," he said raising his hands. "So I have news to deliver."

"Good news I hope." I said.

He nodded. "Amazing news, that song you put out last month, Honesty, blew up which I'm sure you seen."

I nodded. "Hell yeah, 800k views in three days."

"Right, that's great for a beginner and a lot of people want to collab with the fresh meant." He said.

I perked up. "Really, like who?"

"Oh nobody important..." he trailed off smirking. "Just Normani fucking Kordei."

"Bullshit, she doesn't even know I exist." I said feeling my heart rate spike. I've been in love with Normani for the longest time.

"Have you not been on social media? You name is everywhere because Normani tweeted at you." He pulled out his phone and went to Twitter.

"Please don't be lying to me." I watched him scroll and then he handed the phone to me. I gulped and read the tweet.

I slowly handed him his phone and cleared my throat. "Wow that's hmm, that's cool."

He chuckled. "Right nothing big."

I nodded. "Um, should I tweet her back?"

"Yeah, let the fans know you seen her tweet," he nodded. "We already scheduled a meeting for you two though, since she's on tour right now the meeting will be in two weeks, June 14, and until then, figure out how to control yourself when you meet her."

"Right, I'll practice when I get home." I said.

He smiled. "Anyways, I'll edit the song, call you so you can check it out, and then we can go from there yeah?"

I nodded and stood up. "Definitely, I'll see you later." I shook his hand and headed out of the room just as my phone rang. I looked down to see Quincy calling and quickly picked up.

"Normani wants to collab with me!" I yelled.

"Wow great um, I made a oopsie." Quincy said sounding nasally.

I rolled my eyes stepping into the elevator. "Okay I'll tell you again later, what'd you do now?"

"I went to talk to Jasmine." He said lowly.

"You fucking-" I sighed and pinched my nose. "And what happened?"

"Um, let's just say I think my nose is actually broken now." He said.

"Dammit Quincy, where are you?" I asked stepping out of the elevator.

"In front of her house, my nose is bleeding and I can't drive," he sighed. "Please come get me before she comes back out with a bat."

I tried not to laugh and bit my lip. I'm actually starting to feel a little bad for him.

"I'm on my way just, stay put." I climbed into my car and pulled off.

"Aw man, I was planning on heading to the zoo." He said sarcastically.

"Don't make me leave your ass there Quincy."

-

"I'm glad she broke your nose." Vanessa said crossing her arms.

"Oh shut up Vanessa." He rolled his eyes.

"You can't make me but I bet Jasmine can make you." She said.

"Stand up and fight me right now." He said.

I chuckled. "Don't try fighting mama I'll kill you."

"Don't try teaming up on Quincy I'll kill you." Summer said.

I gasped. "You dare betray me?"

"Don't worry Y/nn I'll handle her." Vanessa said.

"You won't do shit." Quincy threw a pillow and missed by a mile.

Summer laughed and Vanessa shook her head. "Your fucking ass Quincy."

"Shut up he tried." Summer hugged him.

"You know what," I stood. "We don't have to take this shit, come on Nessa."

Vanessa stood up. "Yeah let's go."

I started out the living room while glaring at Summer. "Shameful."

Vanessa and I headed up the stairs and into my room. I sat on the edge of my bed and Vanessa closed my door going to sit on my rolling chair. "Feels like we haven't hung out alone together in forever." She said rolling towards me.

"Hmm, who's fault is that?" I asked.

She stopped. "Don't go there Y/n."

"Or else?" I chuckled.

"I don't know, but I'll think of something and get back to you." She smiled.

"Can't wait," I shook my head.

She rolled her eyes. "So, tell me about your month."

"Oh, Normani wants to collab with me." I smiled.

"Yeah I saw that on Twitter, congratulations baby." She raised her hand for a high five.

I hit her hand and leaned back on my elbows. "Shits crazy, but anyway how was your month?"

"Nothing too eventful I did a photo shoot for Victoria Secret." She shrugged.

"Ohhh did you wear lingerie?" I asked.

She nodded. "Of course, but other than that nothing really happened."

I hummed. "I'd like to know how you broke your arm."

"That story isn't really amusing." She shook her head.

"So, I still wanna know." I shrugged.

"I um," she scoffed. "I got chased by a damn puppy walking home from the park and I eventually fell bending my arm and breaking it."

She's lying.

I nodded. "Your right, it really isn't amusing."

She chuckled. "I said that."

I smiled and laid on my back. What's up with everyone lying to me? Can they not just tell me what's going on? Whatever, they don't have to tell me anything.

"Your upset with me because you know I just lied." She said.

I shook my head. "Not at all."

She sighed and rested her hands on my knees making me look at her. "I just don't want you to know."

"That's fine." I replied dryly.

She reached forward and pulled me up by my collar. "Y/n I'm not going to tell you everything."

"I know, we're not that close I get it." I nodded.

"No that's not it, there's shit Summer doesn't know and we've been friends since we were kids, so me not telling you something doesn't mean I don't trust you or we're not close," she bit her lip and looked down. "You just can't always tell people everything, no matter how close, some stuff is just better left a secret."

"Your right it's just, your hurt and I don't like not knowing why, I care about you." I said.

She met my eyes. "And I love you for that."

"That's nothing new." I smirked.

"Ew you cocky motherfucker." She laughed.

"Do you have to be so vulgar?" My eyes widened.

She gasped. "That was pretty vulgar I'm so sorry."

I shook my head. "I'm disappointed in you."

She pouted. "But I apologized."

I smiled. "Congratulations, you can say sorry."

She smiled and softly smacked my cheek. "Butthole."

I chuckled. "Can you let go of my collar now? You've made your point."

She frowned. "Why would I do that?"

"Because your messing up my shirt, why else." I squinted my eyes.

"Fuck your shirt." She said.

"Fuck you." I said.

"Fuck...you," she shook her head and let go of my shirt. "I couldn't think of anything clever."

I laughed. "I see, and I'll stop prying, you'll talk to me whenever you want to."

She nodded. "And you'll listen right?"

I shook my head. "No your voice is annoying."

She pushed me back. "Of course you ruin the moment again."

"I'm sorry let's have another one." I cleared my throat.

She nodded and smiled. "Alright."

I stared into her eyes and her smile got bigger. "Is this a moment?" I whispered.

"I think so." She whispered.

"Okay I won't ruin it." I continued to whisper. She nodded and her eyes ran over my face. "What are you thinking about?"

She squinted. "I'm trying to figure out if your face is symmetrical."

I smacked my lips. "Who ruined that moment now, you stopped whispering."

She grimaced. "Sorry your face is just," she gripped my chin.

"Perfect?" I asked.

She laughed. "Ha, your ugly as hell."

I frowned. "Thank you."

She went silent and continued to stare. "Oh no, one nostril is bigger than the other and one eye is kind of different from the other."

I pouted. "Your triggering me Vanessa." I stood up forgetting how close Vanessa was.

She gasped and jumped back standing up. "You just put your whole dick in my face."

"You welcome." I laughed. "No I'm sorry, I didn't try to do that."

"Yeah right, I better not get pink eye because you can't control your tic-tac." She crossed her arms.

"Anaconda." I said between coughs.

"Pinky toe." She said between coughs.

The door opened and Summer walked in. "I'm not here to apologize just letting you know that I need a cuddle buddy." She turned and walked back downstairs.

I chuckled. "I'm coming honey."

Vanessa scoffed. "We're giving up that easy?"

"Yeah, I want cuddles," I shrugged. "Plus you called my dick small so our alliance is over."

"Whipped ass." She mumbled walking out of my room.

Hell yeah I'm whipped.

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