Girls Like Me

GLM 43

Moo's fan base was growing more and more each and everyday, he remembered when when he wouldn't get over 100 streams so he was more than grateful. The meeting with republic wasn't until later this week, and he was counting down the days.

Moo liked to be hands on with his fans, he'd repost them on his story whenever they'd tag him. He showed love to them for them showing love to him. Since he spent a lot of his time at home, he'd go live on instagram and add his fans when they requested. His live sat at a thousand plus viewers each time.

"I love your music so much!" The young girl shouted, Moo chuckled. Sometimes he couldn't believe it, in his eyes he was still just Moo.

"Preciate it." Moo chuckled, "When you dropping something new?" She asked.

"I just dropped my first day out freestyle, damn." Moo laughed as he sat up, he didn't realize how much a demand there was for his music but he was grateful.

"That ain't enough, we need a full album." She fussed, Moo nodded his head. "I got some shit in the works."

"But imma fuck with y'all later, I'm off this shit." Moo said before ending the live. He made his way to the kitchen—the aroma of tonight's dinner hit his nose. He crouched over and took a peek inside the oven.

Stuffed chicken Marsala, mashed potatoes, and Ceaser salad were on the menu. Moo spent a lot of time cooking these days, it was almost therapeutic for him.

"You finished my Doctor Bronners?" Allure asked as she walked in the room dressed in a new pair of satin pjs, her natural hair was damp indicating that she was fresh out the shower.

"Yeah, but you ain't gotta worry bout me using that shit no more. Shit had me feeling like I was stuck in a freezer." Moo replied, causing Allure to laugh.

"You're supposed to dilute it." Allure explained, she sat at the island and slightly swung side to side. Moo thought Allure was beautiful in any form, but nothing was beating natural Allure. No wig, no lashes, just straight face. Allure was cold to him.

"Shit shoulda diluted while the water was running." Moo spoke, Allure chuckled as she unlocked her phone. "Somebody just ordered one of everything on the site...I know that's right." She thought out loud.

"That's raw, I'm proud of y'all." Moo spoke as he placed a glass of wine in front of Allure, he knew how she felt about having a glass after work.

"I'm proud of you." Allure smiled, "You ready for Thursday?" She questioned.

"Hell yeah." Moo replied as he stretched, "I been thinkin, and imma take whatever they give me. Fuck it." He added, Allure's eyes grew big. Which Moo expected, Allure was a very rational person. She didn't move unless it made sense to her and she knew some facts.

"I don't think that's smart bae, it's hard to get out that kinda shit. People go their whole careers not owning their masters and basically being an unpaid puppet to the label." Allure explained, Moo understood all of that. But he didn't care, all he saw as an opportunity being presented to him—and he had to take it.

"I hear you, but all I need is the platform. Once I get the deal I know how to play my hand." Moo explained, Allure looked at him with a look of uncertainty but he expected that.

"Ion know bout that bae." Allure spoke as she slightly scratched her head, "But I'm behind you 100%, with any choice you make." She added, Moo leaned over the island and pecked Allure's lips a couple times.

He often wondered what he did do deserve Allure, especially with all the fucked up shit he'd done. He thanked God for sending him Allure, the only consistent love he'd gotten in his life.