8:24 pm
Los Angeles, CA
Deija
"Okay, wait push your boobs together...use your hands...yeah, just like that, okay, hold it!"
I did as told, pushing my boobs together as I shot a seductive look into the camera. I resisted a smile, watching as Jas snapped photos from different angles, a concentrated expression on her face.
"Got it." Jas snapped a final picture with a smile. Handing my phone over to me, we began to walk off set, towards the dressing rooms. "He might just hop on a flight to LA after he see's those."
I smirked, looking up from my phone, "You think?"
Jas laughed, "You sneaky bitch. You plottin'!"
"I'm not!" I chuckled, scrolling through the pictures and hearting my favorite ones. "I'm just reminding him of what he got at home."
"You mean the home he's currently hundreds of miles away from?" Jas raised a brow. "Yeah, you plottin'."
"Call it what you want." I chuckled.
Opening Cam and I's text thread, I selected my favorite pictures and typed out a small message before I hit send.
Me: [3 attachments]
Me: me and the girls just wanted to wish you good luck tonight 🍒😘
Almost instantly, I watched the text bubbles pop up and disappear, and before I could make another move, my phone lit up with a face time call from him.
"Look." I showed Jas the call with a smirk. "Seem's like my plan worked exactly how it was supposed to."
"Bye, Deija." She pushed me with a laugh as I stopped outside of my dressing room. "I'll be back over in ten to get you."
"All I need." I said, before pushing through the door as I answered Cam's call.
"What the fuck you got on?" Cam immediately asked once his face popped up on the screen.
I jerked my head back, "Hello to you too motherfucker."
He chuckled, "Nah cause who picked out that fit? Jas? Imma beat her ass."
I placed my phone against the lit up mirror as I took a seat at my vanity chair. "What's wrong with it?" I scrunched my brows, knowingly.
"What's wrong with it?" He looked at me as if I was crazy. "Your titties are bout to fall out of your shirt, Deij." He shook his head. "Matter of fact, that shit not even a shirt. I don't know what the fuck that is."
"The girls just wanted to say hey."
"Well they need to say goodbye." He scoffed.
I laughed, "You're the funniest person alive."
"I ain't joking."
"I know." I chuckled. "You really don't like it? I thought I looked cute."
"Baby, you look more than cute. You look sexy as hell. Muh'fuckin delectable."
"Delectable, nigga really?" I threw my head back in laughter. "Spell delectable."
He squinted his eyes, "You think you so fuckin' funny."
"I am." I cheesed.
He shook his head, "You lucky you cute."
"I thought I was delectable?" I pouted.
"Nah, I can't spell it so you just cute now." He said, making me laugh. I watched as he stood up from his bed and placed his phone on the tv stand. "How's the shoot going?"
"Great." I let a breath of air out, almost in relief.
Today, was the day of our video shoot for "Show For You's" official music video. We'd been on set since 8 am, putting final touches on the choreography and practicing scenes, since Namiko decided she wanted the video to have a skit in the beginning.
"It's undoubtedly the most stressful thing I've ever done in my life," I laughed a little, knowing I was on the verge of a mental breakdown last night trying to pull the choreography all together. "But I'm having so much fun. This feels right. Like this is exactly what I'm supposed to be doing."
He shot me a genuine and caring smile, "I'm glad. You deserve it."
"Thank you."
"When does the video come out?"
"I think Jas said in two weeks." I said. "Where will you be in two weeks?"
"Uh, Dallas, I believe." He answered.
"Hm."
He looked up at the camera, "What was that?"
"What was what?"
"Hm." He repeated, my earlier sound. "That didn't sound like a good hm."
"It wasn't." I shrugged. "I just wish you could be here, that's all."
I know it was selfish and unrealistic of me to want Cam to physically be with me on all of my big days. And though, it's just a 4 minute music video being posted on YouTube, it's a really special day for me, and I just wish I could spend it with him.
"I wish I could be there too. More than anything." His voice softened. "You want me to book you a flight to Dallas?"
"Maybe." I mumbled, making him chuckle.
"Well just let me know and I'll have it done."
"I will. How long before the game starts?" I asked him as I sat up in my chair, deciding to touch up my makeup a little.
"About an hour." He said. "I'm actually about to leave soon."
I nodded, "Make 25 points tonight and I'll give you the sloppiest head you've ever gotten when I see you."
"Deija," He shot me a look. "Don't play with me before a game."
"I'm not." I laughed. "It's a bet."
"And if I don't make 25 points?" He raised a brow.
I rolled my lips in my mouth, "Then you gotta give me the D."
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
"You seri-"
"Deija!" Jas' voice cut Cam off mid-sentence, following three hard knocks on my door. "We bout' to finish the last scene out and wrap this up. Let's get it!"
"Coming!" I called back, before looking at the screen where Cam was staring at me with the most serious expression causing me to laugh. "What you look like that for?"
"You was foreal?" He asked, referring to my reward from this bet.
"Dead ass." I replied.
He shook his head, as if he wasn't hearing me correctly, "You sure?"
I laughed at his dramatics, "We'll talk about it later. I gotta go."
"Yeah, aight, we'll talk about it later." He said. "Have fun tonight."
"I will and have a good game. Don't try to lose on purpose." I warned.
He put his hands up, "I can't make any promises."
