you: wait let me get my purse
Roc: no! you don't need it (pulling you to the car)
You: OK (gets in the car) tell me where we going
Roc: I can't
You: please
Roc: OK we going to Paris but I'm not saying no more
You: awww but what about Macy
Roc: (driving) my mom got her
You: okay . I love you babe
Roc: (grabs your hand) I love you too
You: (smiles)
Your Pov- I have no words he the best husband ever
ROCS Pov- I'll do anything to keep her away from Samantha she just can't find out
You: so how long we gone be there
Roc: I don't know yet
You: I wanna go shopping
Roc: okay
**Paris**
Lady: hi do you guys need any help ?
Roc: oh yeah we have reservations
Lady: okay last name
Roc: August
Lady: (typing) okay here's your key room 143
You: (grabs the keys) thanks
You & Roc: (gets on elevator)
You: so what we doing first?
Roc: (bites his lip) I'm taking a shower
You: (laughs) yo lip bleeding
Roc: (touches his lip)
You: sad (gets off the elevator)
Roc: (follows you)
You: (goes in the room) ill sit out here while you in the shower
Roc: okay (goes in the Bathroom)
You: (jumps on the bed)
::Rocs phone rings::
You: (answers) Hello??
Girl: who the hell is this
You: no who is this
Girl: this Samantha and why you answering this phone
You: no bitch why you callin this phone
Samantha: um cause this my boyfriends phone
You: no sweety this my husbands phone you got the wrong number
Samantha: naah I'm pretty sure this is ROCS phone and he ain't married
You: well yes he is and he got a 3 year old daughter
Samantha: what ever (hangs up)
Your Pov- so this nigga wanna play games with me
Roc: (comes out the bathroom) you wanna go to the Eiffel tower
You: (rolls your eyes) no I wanna go back home
Roc: but we just got here
You: and I wanna leave I'm sick of you Roc
Roc: what I do
You: you just lie to much
Roc: what I lie about
You: (throws his phone at him) Samantha called
Roc: (looks at you) who is that
You: you tell me its yo girlfriend
Roc: I don't know her
You: Bye (leaves)
??: (bumps you) sorry
You: its whatever ( starts crying)
??: (turns around) Yn
You: (looks up) Prod ?
Prod: yeah .. what you doin out here
You: Roc brought me but I'm leaving
Prod: why whats wrong
You: (crying) he cheated of course
Prod: (hugs you) that's fucked up
You: and tried to say it was Ray
Prod: wow
You: I hate him
