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Imogen POV


"Whooaaaa." I said stumbling back to my seat.


Tyga laughed as he helped me sit down. "Aug gotta teach you how to handle yourself when you high."


I walked Back in there, trying to keep myself together. August, Chris, and Trey was up there killing the stage . I smiled at August and he smiled back and jumped off the stage running to me. He grabbed my hand and sung to me while holding me hand.


I covered my Mouth with my hand as he kept singing and trey and Chris went off stage .


"Oh shit. " I said giggling, I was high as fuck. I wonder if he noticed.


Once he finished he walked off back stage and everybody was clapping. I was laughing still. I felt my phone vibrated a lot so I thought It was a call but it was hella text instagram notifications and twitter notifications. August came and brought me back stage with him. I was still trying to check my notifications.


"Put the phone down and come sit on papa lap."


I looked around to see if he was talking to me or not .


"Where my dad ?"


"Gurl is you high ?" He asked looking in my face.


"Yes...no....maybe.......yeah" I said giggling. "I loved your performance " I also said.


"I know . but how you high ?"


"Uh I stepped outside " I said half way answering his question.


"With who ? Who you was smoking with ?" he asked.


I sat there looking at him. I'm not sure if I should tell him this . He might act out. " Uh Tyga let me hit what he was smoking..." I just tried it August don't be mad.


"Whew I thought yo ass was finna say some else I thought you was one of dem crazy hoes" he said . "Glad it was with my homeboy. Don't do that again though.... if you smoking it's only with me ya heard me?"


"Aha no ."


"What's funny ?" He picks me up and slams me on the couch trying to fight.


"August stop!" I yell and he starts tickling me.


"August sttaaaaaaappp" he said copying me.


"Shut up das why you smell like fish and -"he cut me off


He pushed me off him and got on top of me .


"Watchu said.?"


"I said fish and-" he cut me off kissing me.


"August no ! " I gasped when I felt him snatch my dress up. "August we can not do this here "


Then a news reporter and the camera people came in for an interview.


"Oh shit August. " I yelled as I pushed my dress down.


"Fuck man. " he said getting up.


"August I'm gonna go sit outside ." I said.


"Yeeeh" he said getting up .


Later On That Night


I wrapped my arms around him, hugging him and went into my room for the night.


I set my alarm to wake me up for class in the morning then undressed to prepare for my shower.


" aye" August said walking in.


"What the fuck August !" I yelled covering my self up.


"I done seen half of that already....whatchu hiding fa ma?" He asked.


"Well what do you want ? ." I said grabbing my towel covering my self.


"August !!" He was staring at me.


"Wah?" he said looking at me innocently . I couldn't even be mad he's so cute.


"Nothing . " I said. I stepped into the bathroom and locked the door and began taking my shower.


*


I woke up to the sound of my alarm and began my morning routine. I waked into the hall way to see august sneaking out some hoe.... I roll my eyes and leave out with my books and head to the bus stop since he's busy.


*


After class I walk to my brothers dorm and use my key to get in. I walk to his room and it's empty.... like he moved out .... so I went to Lucas's room and knocked on the door. To my surprise there a bitch in his bed naked .


"Shit " he mumbled rubbing his face with his hand.


"Wow..." I turned on my heals and left the dorm. I called Michael to see what's going on.


"Hello"


"Mike where are you ?"


" Why Imogen? "


"Mike you're not acting like a brother anymore ..." I said. Walking back to August's house.


"Look I got drafted.... you would have known if you came yesterday. I invited you . You ain't come." He said before hanging up.


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