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jackman

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Backstage: Jack harlow x Neelam Thalala

Neelams pov:

We’re in Atlanta for the CHTKMY tour and the city girls are about to go on. I finally have some alone time with Jack for once. All these fans trying to talk to him when they clearly see he’s busy with ME. They’re so disrespectful and loud and ghetto and ratchet, unlike me. I’m the perfect girl for Jack. I have nice skin, I’m short, I do whatever he asks, I have braids, which by the way, look way better on me than those melanin monkeys he entertains, anyway, I’m perfect for him and I think he knows too. I make my way to his dressing room and knock on his door, waiting for a response. “Who is it?” He calls back, “You know who” I say with a giggle. He opens the door and greets me with a hug and ushers me inside, shutting the door behind us. I look around for somewhere to sit, but there’s only one chair so I make my way to his lap. Wouldn’t be the first time anyway. He shifts a little to make sure I’m comfortable and puts an arm around my waist, “What’s up?” He asks, looking at us in the mirror in front of us. Truthfully, I don’t have anything to talk about, I just want to be with him, around him, in the same vicinity as him. Something those jealous fans and groupies will never be. I lean back some and sigh, “Nothing, I just miss when you weren’t as big and I didn’t have to share you with everyone” He cocks an eyebrow, “Whatchu mean?” I start looking around the room to avoid eye contact with him, “Y’know when it was just us two” I hope he gets the hint. He pauses to think and then a smirk forms on his face, “You jealous? All the fans want a piece of me?” I playfully punch him, “Jealous of what? I always have you to myself whenever I want” I say as I shift to where I’m facing him. I droop my arms around his shoulders and look into his eyes hoping he feels what I do. I know he does. He has to, I do everything for him, the least he could do is like me back. I’m gonna make the first move, I close my eyes as I lean in and press my lips against his. I can tell he’s a little lost, but doesn’t break away. I pull away after a few seconds and smile, he looks so lost. I furrow my eyebrows slightly at him because why is he acting like he didn’t see that coming? He presses his lips together thinly before opening his mouth to speak, “Neelam, you’re like a mother to me, this is wrong” Is he fucking serious? A mother!? I don’t care what he sees me as we’re MEANT to be together. “So that’s all I am to you? A mother figure? Clearly that doesn’t matter to you whenever you hold me and coddle me all the time Jackman” He flinches at the use of his real name and hangs his head in shame. “We’re meant to be together Jack and you know it and I won’t stop until you’re mine I don’t care about how many fans I have to get through until we’re together” I say as I turn on my heels to exit. “Neelam,” He calls out, But I slam the door behind me and go to rethink everything.

[buckysoul]

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An icon. A true queen.