Chapter 5

DIGGY’S P.O.V.

Diggy- I’m so sorry…

Y/N- *shakes her head* It’s nothing.. it always happens. I’m sorry to spring it on you like this, all my friends are outta town and I had no one else to call

Diggy- It’s fine. It’s just good to know that I’m not the only one having some problems at home

Y/N- *smiles at him*

Jermaine- *knocks on the door* *walks in* You mind? Dad’s asking if your friend wants some dinner *looks at Y/N*

Y/N- I.. wouldn’t mind, thank you. I should go and wash my hands *gets up and goes to the bathroom*

Jermaine- *smirks and watches you go* *looks at Diggy* She bad..

Diggy- I know what you’re like, just stay away from her

Y/N- *walks out the bathroom*

Jermaine- I don’t think we’ve been introduced..

Y/N- *stumbles on her words* You’re.. you.. *clears her throat* You’re J. Cole

Diggy- *rolls his eyes*

Jermaine- *takes your hand and kisses it* It’s a pleasure to meet you

Y/N- Y/N *smiles a little*

Jermaine- Well, you’re beautiful just like your name

Diggy- *rolls his eyes again* I’ll show you to the kitchen *walks out with you*

Y/N- *looks at Diggy* *looks back at Jermaine*

Zendaya- *walks out the living room*

Tryna get Y/N to the kitchen so I could talk to her alone was becoming harder than I thought. Growing up, everyone knew and loved my older brother. He was the main focus of the family and I was on the side and I still am.

I hated it. And I hated the way he looked at Y/N, like she was some kind of animal he preyed on…. and then coming down the stairs, I completely forgot Zendaya was still here.

Zendaya- *looks at you two holding hands* Um, who’s this?

Diggy- A friend. Y/N… Zendaya

Zendaya- I don’t care who the hell she is, why are you holding her hand? What is she doing in your room, or even here?

Jermaine- *watches from the staircase*

Y/N- *looks at them both* Are you two…?

Zendaya- *folds arms and looks at Diggy* I don’t know, are we?

Diggy- Y/N, I’ll get you something to eat

Zendaya- *pulls him back* I’m talking to you

Diggy- And I’m gonna go and get my friend some food *pulls you to the kitchen*

Jermaine- *walks downstairs* *throws his arm around her*

Zendaya- *pouts* What’s she doing here? Who the fuck is that?

Jermaine- *chuckles a little* You jealous?

Zendaya- *shrugs* How can he just bring another girl here like that and he just blew me off? Who is she?

Jermaine- Don’t worry, I’ma find out.

YOUR P.O.V.

*15 minutes later*

Zendaya- *stares at you* *slams the fridge*

Diggy- *glares at her* Can you not do that?

Jermaine- Or what?

Y/N- *looks at them all*

Diggy- *clenches his jaw*

Jermaine- *chuckles to himself* *pats Zendaya* You know what, he ain’t worth it. *leaves with her*

Y/N- *looks at him* You okay?

Diggy- I’m not. I don’t wanna talk about it

Y/N- Okay…

Diggy was noticeably more agitated while he sat with me and ate dinner with me. He stabbed at the meat and scraped his fork along the plate throughout. When Jermaine would come in and out of the kitchen, I saw the tension between them. They were brothers. He and J. Cole? I didn’t know this at all. He didn’t speak much of his brother while I was there. Barely anything. If he did, it wasn’t positively.

Jermaine, or Jay as he wanted me to call him, talked to me for a while when I stayed. He was nice to me. Diggy wasn’t so keen. But Dig would take me to work and college and bring me back everyday that I stayed with him, just out of safety from Andre.

*a few nights later*

Diggy- How was work?

Y/N- *shrugs* I’m tired.

Diggy- And college?

Y/N- Same old. Hour-long presentations I could see in my bed if I could get them online, it’s so boring

Diggy- *chuckles* *pats his bed*

Y/N- *sits on it*

Diggy- Sometimes I wish I went to college.. get a degree, have fun.. it was one of my dreams for a while

Y/N- You still can

Diggy- *shrugs* *lays down* Movie?

Y/N- Sure. *lays next to him*

Diggy- *turns on the tv* *wraps his arm around you*

Y/N- *looks at his arm* *looks at him*

We’d become so much closer over the last few days. He told me about his hopes, his fears, his family and his mom who he adored more than anything. It was beautiful. What was most amazing was his passion for music and his dreams. 

I always sensed his envy when me and Jermaine would talk a little… but Diggy assured me he was just protective. Diggy was being so helpful, I couldn’t thank him enough and I was truly scared of going back home. But eventually I had to go as Andre had begged me down the phone.

Andre- *holds onto your legs* Baby, I don’t want you to leave me

Y/N- *lip trembles a little* Why are you acting like this?

Andre- I er.. I was talking to someone. They told me I had to treat you properly.

Y/N- So you’re only doing it because you’re told to?

Andre- *stands and holds your arms* Not only that, he reminded me of everything I would lose if I lost you. You’re my everything.

Y/N- Wait, who came here?

Andre- This guy. Really tall, light skinned, facial hair, looked ike J Cole.. said you were staying with him for a while for safety

Y/N- Looked like him?

Andre- *nods* Baby, I don’t wanna lose you, you’re my wife

Y/N- *kisses his nose* You won’t.

*a month later*

DIGGY’S P.O.V.

Diggy- I wanna show you something.. *shows you to the basement*

Y/N- *looks down the dark stairs* Diggy what the hell?

Diggy- *laughs* It’s not what you think,come on.. *goes down the stairs*

It wasn’t a dark basement like she thought it was before. It was my basement/studio. I built it myself. Got the equipment, soundproofing and everything. It was the only other space in the house I had to myself. We had a garage and no one ever used the basement. My dad said I could have it. It was where I went to escape when no one was home

While Y/N explored what I had in here, I loaded one of my songs from my computer… I’d never done this for anyone before

Y/N- You are making music

Diggy- *nods* Yeah.. no one knows. I kept this to myself for years *taps on his computer*

Y/N- You built this all yourself?

Diggy- Yeah.. I’ve never been so passionate about something like my music.. I wanted to share it with the only person who understands

Y/N- Me?

Diggy- *chuckles* Who else is in this room? *plays the songs*

I sat back and played the songs for her. She sat down and listened on the chair across the room from me. I was nervous.

YOUR P.O.V.

He never told me he’d been making music.. hell, he told me that he stopped a long time ago. I listened to his lyrics, he was passionate, eager, hungry to show his talent.. he had the talent. It was unusual. Talent that was raw and different from anything I’d heard before.

Diggy- *looks at you* How you feeling it?

Y/N- It’s so good.. I can’t.. I can’t explain it. You’re good.

Diggy- *chuckles* Glad someone thinks so..

Y/N- *looks at him* What do you mean? You haven’t shown your dad? Does he know you’ve been working like this?

Diggy- *shakes his head*

Y/N- Diggy, you need to tell him, show him. You’re talented

Diggy- He doesn’t care. I don’t need his help, his links or anything he has to offer. He’ll overlook it and probably give it to my brother to release for himself. I can’t share this with people I don’t trust. Only with the people who mean something to me, this is the first time

Y/N- *sits back and thinks* *listens to the lyrics*

Diggy- *rapping on the song* The first girl listening to this, yeah that’s my wifey. Don’t like her man though, that nigga wanna fight me. No hittin it and quittin it, nigga I need this girl to love me

Diggy- *nods his head to the beat*

Y/N- *looks at him*