Normani's POV
It's been two weeks since Lauren and I talked at the bar, I've seen her a few times since and each time I stopped to talk to her. I learned more about her but basic things and I sorta, maybe, have a teeny little crush on her.
Me: Let's go somewhere, I'm bored
Lil A-Town 💘🌆: I'm with Darold so unless you don't mind him coming, cool
Cho 💜😛: Anywhere with food
Quince 😤💙🍾: That cafe we went to a few weeks ago
Me: Bet, I'm omw
Going over my outfit, I find it good enough and walk out to my car.
When I arrive at the cafe I notice the others aren't here yet so I go look for a table for us. As I'm walking more into the cafe I spot a certain Latina that I'm very attracted to, seated on a stool in front of the window.
I whistle and she turns her attention to me, a small smile on her face.
"I knew it was you" She chuckles
"How?" I ask, confused
"I saw you through the window" She says
I go in for a hug and she puts her hand out.
"Woah woah" She says
"What?" I ask
"Why you assume I give out hugs?" She asks with a raised brow
I suck my teeth and tilt my head.
"Deadass?" I ask
She shrugs and I exaggeratedly sigh
"As many times we've had an encounter I would assume I at least can get a hug from your stubborn ass" I say
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12th Avenue
FanfictionAfter a hit and miss at the club she works at, Normani immediately becomes intrigued by the woman who saves her. After several accidental meetings and pestering, she finds out her hero is a well known drug dealer. As crazy as it seems, this doesn't...