She shrugged. "She is, but she always gets whoever she wants. I'm just trying to see if I can't beat her to you."
Funny thing is, she thinks Beyoncé wants me.
"Yeah, you funny." I laughed and looked away from her to see Beyoncé standing at a distance with Kelly and Roy right beside her. Her eyes roamed as if she was searching for someone until they met with mine. "Ima catch you, though." I said turning my attention back to Latavia. I was about to head Bey's way, but not before she grabbed my arm.
"You should give me your number, I might not see you for a minute again." She laughed, passing me her phone. I took it, typing in my number without a word before pushing back through the crowd to Beyoncé.
Her arms where crossed and she looked as though she didn't even wanna talk to me. "I knew you was gon' pop up on me." I grinned, nudging her shoulder.
She turned to Kelly, ignoring my statement. "Can you come with me to get a drink, please?" She asked her. Kelly agreed, saying that she wanted a drink herself. As they were walking away I grabbed her arm.
"What's wrong?" I frowned.
"Nothing, Y/n. We're good." She gave me a small smile. My face still wore a frown. "Why wouldn't we be?" I asked.
"No reason. I'm gonna go get a drink, I'll see you around here. I'm sure." It was as if she was pleading for me to let her go.
I looked over at Kelly who was giving me a 'you done fucked up, now' look with a grin on her face. "Aight, bet." I said letting her go.
Once they were out of our sight, I turned to Roy. "Man, what the fuck?" We laughed.
"Nigga, you laughing, but you definitely made yo girl mad." We dabbed each other up.
"That ain't even my girl, and I ain't even do shit."
"A nigga just came over here to say what up." I said in disbelief at the way Bey was acting towards me.
"She talking about we good. Why the fuck wouldn't we be?" I frowned, laughing with confusion. Me and Beyoncé were texting earlier and everything was fine. I don't know what she on now.
"Maybe, she on her monthly. You know how they get." Roy shrugged. "But aye, where Ty ass at?"
"Shit, you know he tryna get at LeToya. Nigga finna be glued to her ass all night." I spoke and he nodded. "I'm already knowing." He laughed.
After a few minutes of vibing to the music, Roy spoke up again. "Who was shawty at the bar, though?"
"A friend of Beyoncé and Kelly. She was tryna catch up." I sipped the last of my drink.
"She was tryna catch up, or she was tryna fuck some?" He nudged my shoulder with his and I laughed.
"She fasho was tryna fuck some, but ian on that. Not with her at least."
"Chick ain't my type." I shook my head, thinking about the way she was acting when I brought up Beyoncé.
It seemed like she envied her friend, I wasn't fucking with that.