August's POV
I knew Kyiana needed somewhere to stay since her stay at the motel was about to be up. So, I was going to ask her to stay at my house until she found an apartment. In that time hopefully I could convince her to stay for a while. I was at the club waiting on Kyiana to get out. She came out a few minutes later. "Hey." she said, getting in the car. I smiled and started driving. Half way through the drive I decided ask her. "So you know this is your last day at the motel?" "Yeah." she said. "So I was wandering if you would like......to stay with me?" I asked. It was quiet for a moment. "Umm....are there any strings attached?" she said. "No, of course." I said. We pulled up at the motel. "Separate rooms?" "Yeah. Unless you really don't want separate rooms." I said, smirking. She laughed. It was quiet for a moment. "Okay I will but only until I get an apartment." she said. I smiled. "Of course, ma." I said. God, please let this girl see me as more than a drug dealer or a thug.
Kyiana's POV
I was packing my last bag of clothes. I can't believe I am about to live with the baddest drug dealer/thug in California. I went outside of the motel and waited for August. He pulled up a few minutes later. I hope this was a good choice. August put my stuff in the car while I got in the car. He got in and then, we were off. You just made the dumbest mistake of your life.
Author's Note
The picture is of August's car. Hope you like it!!!
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Make It Home (EDITING)
FanfictionA Chick Who's Trying Make It. A Dude Who Wants Someone To Make It With. They Meet Kind Of Weird But When They Do, One Question Remains: Will They Make It Home?
