Still Chey's POV
'~ [Hook x4]
Imma change your life, Imma change it
Imma change your life (life)

[IGGY A]
Yo, Hustle Gang homey, real talk, no bullshit
You used to dealing with basic bitches
Basic shit all the time
I'm a new classic, upgrade your status
From a standby to a frequent flyer
Pop out your past life, and I'll renovate your future
Then I integrate my genius shit we purchasin' not perusing,
Yeah, I love your hustle, baby
Just let me add a little bit of muscle, baby

Joint venture, we'll partner up until the shares are up
And I'll up your wages on a private island, dolo
One across the Cono
Them broads before me was locals,
Through customs accustom your wardrobe, damn

Stamped passports where they all pass ports 'til the clocks fast forward
Then we got blue shores where they don't do chores, we just get chauffeured

Damn, this is the life
Exclusive shit with all access granted
In the country where the accents are grand,
And they landing on top of foreign mansions- I searched for my phone, dang why I turn off the light? I finally found it and saw that is was just my alarm. I saw a shadow outside the closet door. I knew it had to be Harry. The door slowly opened, I closed my eyes, hoping not to be seen even tho I know he will see me! A couple seconds later I heard the door close. I opened my eyes, it’s still dark. Did he really not see me.
“Ha! I got him.” I stood up, but bumped into something, I felt what I bumped into. Uh Oh. I looked at the timer, shit, 2 seconds left.
“I hope you will be ready tonight.” He said, then turned and opened the door. I walked out and saw him smirk. I rolled my eyes and walked away. I turned and said,
“Pick me up at 8:00.” I winked. He stood there shocked, hard to get my friends, hard to get.
*Genesis’s POV*
Me and Ed were currently walking down the side walk, talking about each other.
“When were you born?”
“August 17, 1996. You?”
“February 17, 1991.” I nodded.
“Favorite color?”
“Purple.” He nodded.
“Blue, but I also like Purple.” I laughed. We arrived at a park. I looked at him.
“Race you to the swings?”
“I don’t know-“He ran for them.
“Hey! You cheated!” We laughed. I ran after him. He made it before me.
“You cheated.” I pouted.
“Awe I’m sorry, love. Here, let me push you, yeah?” I nodded. I got up and sat on the swing. He pushed me forward, and then as he started pushing me, we had an ongoing conversation.
“So, when did you move to London?” I smirked.
“How do you know that I wasn’t born here?” He chuckled.
“Well, your accent is American and British, so I’m just guessing.”
“I moved here with my sisters when out Uncle found a well-paid job for us here.”
“Cool.” It was silent for a while. Not an uncomfortable silence, but a nice one. I looked at my phone, 4:30.
“Ed, want to walk me home?”
“Sure.” He stopped pushing me, and I got off.
We walked to my apartment. When we got there he looked at me weird when I went to open the door.
“What?” He shook his head.
“Nothing, it’s just that-“ He looked at the apartment next door to mine. He smiled.
“Good night, Genesis. Here’s my number. Text me.” He handed me his phone number on a piece of paper, then walked next door.
“Um, Ed. What are you doing?” He smiled.
“I live here.” Grabbed his keys and opened the door.
“G’night!” He walked in. I stood there shocked. Well, I didn’t know I had a hot neighbor. I realized I was still standing outside, so I opened my door, and walked in.

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