𝐀/𝐍: 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐞𝐞𝐞𝐞𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐠. 𝐈𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐥𝐥😭😭😭.
𝐁𝐞𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐯:
I grinned watching as Y/N stared at me through the studio window. I lovedddddd this girl. She's everything to me. She bit her lip looking at me as I finished the song, my eyes never leaving hers. "Aight, that's gold Bey. Take 10!" I heard my producer yell.
I immediately went over to Y/N, sitting in her lap and cupping her face. "Why you looking like that?" I asked as she sat with one of the biggest lil attitudes I have ever seen her have. "Because why the fuck is he still on the song." Me and her had argued over this topic for a while when I told her I wanted Jay to hop on the song.
But I had lied and said that Timbaland was doing the song with me instead. I didn't think she would actually show up today so I wasn't worried about her hearing it.
✯✯✯✯✯✯(𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤)
𝐎𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐏𝐨𝐯:
"Bey I just don't understand why he HAS to be on the song, why not get Timbaland to do it?" Y/N said, trying to convince the older girl. "Jay Z is on the song and that's that." Bey said, dismissing Y/N. "But why him, you know how he feels about you." Y/N whined. Bey rolled her eyes getting tired of the girl's nagging.
"So you wanna break up?" Bey said with a mocking grin on her face. "When the fuck have I ever said this shit to you!?! Of course not." Y/N genuinely wanted to know why Beyoncé was being like this, why she was making it such a huge deal when she knew he wanted her. "Exactly. And I don't wanna break up either. But if you can't even trust my decisions when it comes to my music and my career, how the hell do you expect me to be able to make decisions for our relationship?" Bey said cocking her head to the side.
Y/N felt her eyes water, she was tired of Bey downplaying her feelings. This shit was getting old and childish. "You know what, do the damn song. But if he's on it, this shit is off." Bey didn't know what the girl meant by off, or at least thats what she tried to tell herself.
She couldn't possibly be talking about... that, right?
✯✯✯✯✯✯(𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤)
𝐁𝐞𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐯:
I felt my heart thumping in my ears when I heard her say that. "What you mean baby, that's Timb." I lied, trying my best to stall. Then, Jay walked into the studio. Fucking shit.
"Wassup y'all, wassup Y/N. Hey Bey." he said with a smile on his face. Before I could even begin to react, I was pushed and almost fell to the floor. "Shit!" I mumbled before chasing after Y/N. "Wait! St-.. Stop! It's not what you think." I said. "THEN WHAT THE FUCK IS IT? I ASKED YO' HARDHEADED ASS GOOD NOT TO GET HIM ON THAT SONG OR I WAS GON' LEAVE YOU. AND I KNOW YOU HEARD ME WITH THEM BIG ASS EARS."
I dropped my jaw because number one, the ear comment was unnecessary. Two, she confirmed what I had been trying to hide from myself. She would 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 me. I should have listened, I should have respected her wishes. Respected her.
"YOU JUST SO FUCKING HARDHEADED UGHHHH." she said balling her fists up, making me grab her arm. "Y/NN please stop let's talkkkkk, pleasee." I begged, trying to keep my tears at bay. "No, Fuck you. It's over." She said, snatching her arm away from me and leaving with tears streaming down her face. I did nothing. Didn't beg her like I should've, nothing. I walked back into the studio and cried the rest of the time.
