US OR NOTHING

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Jordan Jackson.
📍Tarzana Los Angeles CA.

@theshaderoom: Rookie star @chrisbrown allegedly got into it with the valet of the Lakers parking garage at the Staples Center. Bystanders said he was yelling and cursing the man out and then aggressively "dragged" his girlfriend @jordanbrown with him towards his car.

"The fuck is wrong with people why are they wording it like that ?" Chris asked while we sat outside in the driveway off our home, we just got back to Tarzana when my phone started going off.

"I don't know baby but don't worry about it alright ?" I rubbed his shoulder, I'm glad he doesn't saw the comments yet. They were calling him a cheater and abusive when he is far from that.

He's a hot head yeah but he never hurt me in any way physically.

"I hate this, why people can't just mind their fucking business." He sighed shaking his head.

"I don't know but we know what's up, we know the truth. Let's go inside the house I'm sure you are tired." I spoke softly resting my palm on his cheek, he leaned into my hand and kissed my hand before nodding.

He got out of the car and walked towards my side to open my door.

Standing on my tippy toes to peck his lips as a thankyou, he winked before closing the door and tapping my backside. Simple gestures like this caused butterflies to fill my stomach.

Intertwining our hands we started walking towards the front door.

"Why are your palms sweating like this ?" Chris chuckled looking at my hand.

"They are not." I chuckled, his weird-ass smelled at my hand.

"The fuck ?" I scrunched my nose up.

"Even your sweat is smelling good." He smirked and I shook my head, he has weird likings.

"If that helps you sleep at night." I patted his chest, he chuckled and opened the door.

Walking inside he stopped in his tracks seeing the big box in the middle of the hallway.

"The fuck? Oh hell Nah that valet guy sent a bomb to our house baby. I knew something was wrong about that accent." Chris shook his head.

"Shut up and open the box." I pushed him.

"This from you? You sending bombs now ?" He shook his head walking towards the box.

He slowly opened the box and suddenly.

"BOOOOOOOO !" Junior jumped out of the box scaring Chris.

"AYOOO !" Chris jumped back holding onto his chest, Junior bust out in laughter.

"Fuck are you doing here? And how ?" Chris asked helping Junior out of the box.

My uncle and his wife came from the kitchen.

"We staying !" Junior smiled widely.

"Word? Y'all staying ?" Chris asked looking at my uncle and his wife.

"We are, Jordan got us a house." My uncle pointed at me, Chris turned around and wrapped his arms around my waist.

I know Junior has a special place in Chris his heart, and Chris was sad that they couldn't see each other if Junior stayed in Virginia and we lived in LA. I know especially after losing Normani that Junior was going to make him happy. And that's all that I want, Chris is happy.