Ayona
Yona was still sitting by the bar since the crowd was still going crazy over Tory.
Looking at her phone she checked the time, twelve-thirty, she shrugged. It wasn't like she was in a rush or anything.
Guess I'll just sit here and listen, she thought while she threw a shot of Henny back, courtesy of the bartender- normally she preferred Vodka.
Just then, Tory started to sing of her favorite song by him. Thinking, fuck it, she got up, still keeping away from the wild crowd. She started dancing slowly along with the beat, letting his voice embrace her, guide her. His voice was beautiful, honestly, how could his voice sound better in real life?
...I got a hunnid on me for the night
Shawty don't you leave for the night
No, you don't know my name
Lately all these bitches want is my fame
You don't know that you the one on my brain
I hit you with the late night text when I'm on a roll
Girl you know I'm tryna vibe with you
When you come into my city, I'mma slide with you
Side bitch dropping, pussy pop whenever I'm with you
Girl you might've heard my songs, but you don't (you don't know my.)...
Yona mainly listened to his old songs.., she hadn't really made her way to his newer songs yet, but she already knew that his old songs were golden.
Now she was getting a little curious, so she strained her neck a little to get a peak, but even with heels she was still too short.
So much for fucking heels, she thought, slightly salty.
Dropping the matter at hand she decided she'd just dance to the song and when she got time, she would look him up on Google.
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Slow Down | •Tory Lanez• (Editing Updates Slow)
Fanfiction**SEXUAL CONTENT AND PROFANITY* * READ AT YOUR OWN RISK Ayona was never the settle down type chick. Shoot, she changed her men like she changed her clothes. But what happens when she stumbles upon Tory, will she be able to resist or will she write h...
