As You Are (The Weeknd)

French's Night

*A Month Later*

Abel

"My nigga!" I yelled seeing Karim. "My nigga!" Karim yelled back before we both hugged while laughing. "Happy birthday, bruh," I said entering his house. "Thanks, man" Karim said as he continued greeting everybody else that entered. Tomorrow was my friend, French Montana's birthday and he was turning 33. Though his birthday was tomorrow, we were having a small get together the night before. We were all like family so he wanted to bring in the day with his family.

We all entered the kitchen where there was food, drinks, and balloons. "Where my gifts at, muthafuckas?" Karim asked making everybody laugh. "Where was the gift for my birthday?" Sal asked. "You got a baby so that should hold you till your next birthday," Karim responded making everybody laugh again. "Nah but for real, for real, you getting that shit tomorrow," I told him. "My nigga, Abel," Karim said putting his arm around me. I laughed while shaking my head at him. I always loved celebrating shit with my boys because it was nothing but laughs and positivity. Nobody was worried about business, bitches, or stress. Just enjoying the moment and laughs.

"What we eating?" Cash asked. "Shit, we got everything. Y'all get a plate and do y'all. It's some Hennessy and some Ciroc over there," Karim said. While everyone else filled their plates, I poured me some Ciroc and grabbed a wing. We all talked, smoked, drank, and made Snapchat videos as the night carried on. Soon, it was midnight so we sang 'Happy Birthday' and gave a toast to Karim. Afterwards, everybody was chilling, playing the PS4, and talking.

"So what's up wit' you, Abe?" French asked while blowing smoke from his mouth. "Same shit, different shit," I said taking the blunt. "I hate when you say that shit," Karim said laughing. I smiled while inhaling then letting the smoke exit from my nose and mouth. Karim and I chilled next to his pool while smoking and catching up.

"You been in the studio?" Karim asked. "All the time, got a new song with Gucci coming out soon," I responded. "Was it the one I heard?" the Moroccan asked. "Nah. We tossed that one, it's a different one," I informed. "Oh, shit. Better tell me as soon as that shit, drop," Karim told me. "I gotchu', bruh," I said while releasing smoke.

"So this Selena shit," Karim began making me roll my eyes. Now I had to hold the weed from him for bringing up that stupid shit. "What about it?" I asked. "I thought you wasn't one for PR stunts," Karim said. "I'm not but it was a way to further my audience," I shrugged. "I get that but come on, nigga. She went back with that Bieber nigga. How does that fit into the plan?" Karim asked. I inhaled the weed then blew it out before handing it over. "Well we both wanted to gain more media attention for when we release our projects but she wanted to make Justin jealous too so they can get back together or some shit. I didn't really care for all that, though. It was just about the music for me," I explained.