Bryson Tiller.
Meets A Girl Via Instagram.
Music videos and photoshoots they did it all.
They become best friends then couples.
19 year old Fade aka Ashley had it all.
What if people try to break up this bond. Blackmail, Photoshop pictures, be...
We was at a home with a pool and palm trees in LA.
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I used to always wonder how it is doing a music video like would it be awkward. I didn't come on yet but all I was doing was on snapchat bragging. I was inside my trailer taking video of everything.
My stylist then came in the room.
His name was Mattie.
"Man, I got the cutest dress for you." He said looking through the rack.
He picked out a peach colored fitted dress.
"Here imma let you put this on. " Mattie smiled.
I slipped on the dress. It was perfectly fitted.
"I'm finished. " I called out.
Mattie came in. I sat down as he used the a straightener to straight this messy curls.
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The makeup artist came and began to beat my face.
"My face is beat to the gods! " I chuckled.
The makeup artist laughed.
Olivia came in as the makeup artist left. "It's your time. " she said.
Me and Olivia walked out to set. Bryson had the biggest smile on his face. I felt like I was gonna die seeing his smile.
"You look pretty." Bryson said.
"Thank you, you too-" I replied.
Bryson looked at me confused.
"I mean you look handsome. " I chuckled.
So Bryson's peoples explained what they wanted me to do. I basically have to look cute and sit on the edge of the pool.
Cameras was pointed everywhere. Bryson was looking 10X sexy today.
I was so blessed.
They finally let us have a break.
Bryson walked towards me.
"How was it? " He asked.
"It was fun, honestly but then all this running around." I replied.
"Yeah, try doing this all the time." Bryson smiled.
"Ugh, I'm kinda got stage fright. I don't know if they gone catch the good ones. " I sighed.
"That's how I be sometimes, man you just got trust them. I mean you're like really beautiful with them thick thighs and brown eyes. " He playfully bumped me on the shoulder.
"Bryson, all them compliments but for real thank you. I would've never thought you'll be the nicest person ever. " I replied.
My light skin self started to blush.
"You blushing. " Bryson chuckled.
"No I'm not."
Bryson's manager had walked up to Bryson and basically it was hard que to leave.
I don't know why but whenever I was around Bryson I didn't know how to talk. What to say. How to say it. Maybe it was sexy voice that got my weakness or his chocolate skin.
