SHIT!!!...
Nicki: "what do you mean?" I said quickly.
Drake: "Nicki, you have a bruise on your eye. Wtf happened" he said.
Nicki: " oh that, yeah I just erm, hit my face on the door last night. No biggie. Stop worrying nigga" I said trying to laugh it off.
He looked at me for a second raising an eye brow.
Drake: "You hit your face, on a door? Wait did safaree do this" he began raising his voice a little.
I couldn't look at him, instead I turned around with a single tear running down my face.
Drake: "He did didn't he? Ima fuck that nigga up! Where he at?" He said grabbing his coat and heading for the door.
Nicki: "No drake please, I don't want you getting in shit because of him and plus I did hit him first" I said shaking.
Drake: "That's no excuse, your a female, he should never hit you no one should"
I could tell he was upset and angry, proly more than I was myself.
Nicki: "Ino drake, but its over I'm through with his dumb ass. Promise you won't do anything"
Drake: "...Fine, I promise but he better never do that again, I'm glad yo done with him.., what should we do now?" He said calming down.
Nicki: "The only thing we no how to do, let's make music"
He agreed, hugged me, then heading into the booth.
That night we recorded our song 'Moment for life'. Drake is probably the only person I trust fully, but I just can't get hurt anymore.
(Next day at Drake's house)
DRAKE'S POV:
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I still can't believe that nigga hit Nicki, I seriously wanna beat him, but I promised Nic I wouldn't. I'm glad they over tho.
Nicki's coming over today she should be here any minute now. As I thought that I heard the door open and yeah, it was Nicki. I love that we can just walk into each others house.
Drake: "Hey nic, how you feeling"
Nicki: "Hey baby, I'm good, Mmm something smells nice in here nigga" she said purking up.
Drake: "I thought you might be hungry so I ordered pizza" I said pointing at the fresh boxes.
Nicki: "Damm boy, and your still single? Haha" she said giggling.
We sat at the breakfast bar and ate the pizza talking about who were gunna ft with on future songs.
NICKI'S POV:
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I heard drake mention that he might ft Rihanna on a song. I can't say that I I'm happy with it. She's not my biggest fan and I'm not hers either.
When they were dating, she always became jealous of mine and drakes relationship. She the reason drake had an issue with Chris brown. I don't know why they'd fight over her ass anyway its not like she's worth it, but if drakes happy than I'm happy.
Drake: "So, I'm thinking of having a party here, it'd be great if you came..." he said smiling.
Nicki: "I don't know"
Drake: "Come on, it might be just what you need" he said with wide eyes.I couldn't say no.
Nicki: "...fine. But I'm staying with you tho"
(Skip to the party)
DRAKE'S POV:
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Everyone was there accept Nicki. Where was she? I decided to text her and find out what was taking her so long.
ChampagnePapi..x 'Hey nic, where you at?x'
Babygirl..x 'I'm on my way boo, just got caught up don't worry :)x'
ChampagnePapi..x 'Are you ok baby?x'
Babygirl..x 'I'm fine nigga, I'm pullin up now x'
I walked outside and there she was.
She was wearing a white OVO tee, black tight cutout leggings, pink heels and her hair was tied up in a messy bun, just how I like it.
Drake: "I'm so glad your here" I said hugging her.
Nicki: "Better not leave me alone tonight nigga"
Drake: "Don't worry, I got you baby"
We went inside. The party was off the Hook. We walked over to the group gathered round my glass table, and took a seat.
Shanell: "Ino this sounds fuckin stupid but fuck it, let's play spin the bottle"
Of course she wannid to play this, Wayne was here, she's had a crush on him for years. They've fucked a few times and messed around but nothing serious.
In the group there was me, Nicki, Wayne, shanell, 40 and ciara.
It was Wayne's turn so he spun the bottle and it landed on Shanell. Of course it did. So they started kissing for about 5 minutes then left. Wonder what for?
Everyone had there turns and I was up next. Please let it land on Nicki.
Watching the bottle spin was like watching snow fall. Slow as fuck.
It eventually stopped, on Nicki. YES! I thought.
I looked at her and she just smiled showing her dimples. She leaned in and I did the same. We were inches away from each other our lips almost touching. I was ready for this.
????: "NICKI WTF"
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