Unforgettable Love

Before The Storm

Aaliyah

I knew it! I knew it! I KNEW IT! The damn paparazzi has done it once again. Yesterday ended pretty well. After we left the fair, we all went back to Drake's house and just chilled. But today, I feel like I'm about to burst. The first thing that I saw on my phone when I woke up was a picture of me and Aubrey from the fair all up and down my twitter feed. We were actually trending! The shaderoom and mediatakeout had also posted stories about us. Where the fuck do they get their information. Aubrey was sitting on the sofa, watching me.

D: I mean Lee, it's not that bad

A: Not that bad?! What do you mean "not that bad?"

D: We don't have anything to hide

A: (sighs) That's not the point

D: You don't want for everybody to know about us right now but I don't mind

A: (stares at him)

D: I mean you act like the end of the fucking world is coming if we just come out and tell people that we're dating!

A: I just don't want to go through this shit again!

D: Then fuck it Liyah! Why do it again then? You don't have to fucking date me!

A: (rears back) What?

D: You heard me. You don't have to go through the shit again. Fuck it!

A: (looks at him/laughs) You know what? You're right. Fuck it! (walks out the room)

D: FUCK! (runs behind her) Lee, I didn't mean that

A: No fuck it! (keeps walking)

D: Lee! (picks her up) Look, I didn't mean that shit!

A: (hits him) Put me down!

D: (leans her against the wall/lays his head on her shoulder) I didn't mean it Liyah. I'm sorry. I'm just frustrated

A: (sighs) I'm sorry too. I just don't want to go through the same things that I've gone through previously

D: And baby you want. But hiding us is just going to add fuel to the fire

A: (wraps her arms around him) I know

D: Listen, how about we just calm down and forget about this shit for a while

A: Okay

We went back downstairs to finish watching tv. I was on my way to sleep in his arms when I got a text to my phone.

Dame: So you playing me out for that nigga Drake bitch?!

A: (screams) This nigga is really getting on my last nerve

D: Who is it? (looking at her phone)

A: Damon

D: Tell that square ass nigga not to hit your line no more. I thought you had changed your number?

A: Apparently that means nothing to Damon

D: I'll help it mean something to his ass

A: (looks at him) Just chill. He's all talk

D: No doubt about it, I know

A: (texting Damon) What I do is not ur biz. Don't contact me

Dame: Fuck the bullshit! I hope that nigga is worth it!

A: Leave me alone Damon. Go bother ur wife

D: You need me to set that nigga straight?

A: Nope (kisses his cheek) I got it

D: Aight. Just know, I'll pull that nigga card real quick

A: (laughs) Okay thug!

D: (kisses her)

I laid back down in his lap. As I looked up at him, I knew he didn't deserve what I was asking of him. Hell, I didn't deserve it. It was time I finally took a stand to the media. I don't want to hide our relationship. I want to publicly shower him with love. In my mind, I already knew what I had to do. But I couldn't see myself just handing it over to anyone. It had to be something special. I called up my publicist to make it happen. Everything was going to be alright.