One Night Only

The Ride

"I'm known as A$AP Rocky 'round here and, if you'll let me 'Leeyah, I'll give you the best night you ever done fucking imagined. You down?"
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"Yes."
As soon as the word slipped out your mouth, Rakim's face broke into a grin as he picked you up and whirled you around.
"Oh my Lord, Rakim, put me down right now!" You shrieked playfully while clinging onto his arm for dear life (His very firm arms, you mentally noted). Rakim planted a quick peck on your mouth before taking off his jacket (which you recognized from the new Balmain collection) and passing it over to you.
"What's this for?" you asked, turning over the jacket in your hands.
"I thought you'd like something to protect youself from the paps outside. You know, other than me of course" he added his grin impossibly but somehow becoming even cheekier.
"Of course, can't forget you now, can we? " you replied back sassily as you smiled and shook your head. For a big rap star, Rakim was a real gentleman. After shrugging on the jacket (which was wayyy to big, but smelled real good), Rakim grabbed you hand and pulled you through the door to the flashing camera bulbs.

"A$AP Rocky, could you give us a minute?"
"Rakim Mayers, who's the mystery girl?"
"Sweetheart, what's your name?"
"Give us a smile, won't you now darling?"

Nothing could of prepared for the onslaught of questions, shoving and bright flashing lights that assaulted you from the second you left the safe haven of the private room. Rakim kept to his word and made a clear path for both of you to run through the masses of paparazzi (who all wouldn't stop sticking their flashy cameras in your face). Finally, Rakim pulled open a tinted limo door and both of you clambered in.

"You go through that everyday?!" you panted, your heart still beating fast from the sprint from the club, as you slumped backwards onto a comfortable leather seat. Opposite you, Rakim let out his (what you were beginning to know as his signature) dry, throaty laugh, which sent a warm sensation through your belly.
"You have no idea babe." You raised your eyebrow.
"Tell me then, give me idea, babe." The  slight inflection at the end of your sentence made Rakim sit up, rising to the challenge you had almost undetectably proposed. He leaned forward, his face almost colliding with yours in the cramped area of the limo. The crappy lighting in  the limo reflected on the gold on his grills as he smirked.
"Everyday if i go out, I've got to be careful of what i do and where I'm  at. The suits don't particularly like it when I create bad press for myself; it reflects badly on them. If I'm out with family or people I'd rather not have photographed, its like a cat and mouse game, avoiding and evading the paps, when all I want to do is live life. At the start it was like a game, you know, but after a month, after a year of the same old thing, it gets old."

The smirk had left Rakim's face, with a more serious face replacing it. You had never thought of how celebrities managed living in the spotlight all the time, and how much privacy they had to sacrifice. After a couple moments, Rakim cleared his throat, before pulling out a joint and lighting up.
"So tell me about yourself Aaleeyah. Where you from originally 'nd shit like that." He slowly blew out the smoke, his dark eyes never leaving yours.
Nervously twisting your hands in your lap, you started to tell him about yourself. How you're 22, straight out of university with you Bachelors in Business, and that you live a couple of towns over. Suddenly Rakim stopped you mid-sentence.

"Ma, thats not what I really meant. I want to know, what makes you tick, you know? What you like what you hate, not all of the basic stuff i can find off of Facebook and Instagram, you know?"
You fight off a blush that you can already feel taking over your face. Rakim lets out a low chuckle when he notices.
"I didn't mean to embarrass you babe, its just that we only got tonight, and i actually want to get to know you. The real you ma." He takes your hand into his across the small space separating both of you, and gently rubs his thumb over your knuckles. You take a deep breath, and internally give yourself a quick pep talk before starting again.
*****
As Rakim laughed whilst you retold another of you and Kendra's crazy mishaps, the limo glided to an almost unnoticeable stop. Rakim grinned, his grills glinting off the low light of the vehicle.
"We're here 'Leeyah".
He hopped out the limo, before gently pulling you out. You gazed in awe at the immense building in front of you. It was huge, lavish and... well everything you'd expect from someone like Rakim. 

Even though you'd barely known him s night, it felt as if you'd known him for years; you'd both felt a connection like no other, one that definitely surpassed mere physical attraction. Not only was he devastatingly gorgeous but he had this down to earth vibe that you were totally feeling, and instead of taking advantage of the fact that you both were alone in the limo, he decided to get to know you better. As you walked up the driveway to the front door of the house, a little nagging voice reminded you that no matter what connection you were feeling, this was only just a one time thing, a hookup and nothing more.

As Rakim put his keys in, your heart began to beat just a bit faster. The sound of the lock, twisting and finally clicking was like the ticking of a clock; sounding the beginning of what would be the craziest night of your whole life.
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(A/N: Sorry, I know this is more of a filler chapter but you know, all stories need one 😅💯 Sorry for the longggg wait as well, had a bit of writers block 😪😂 Anyway, as always, vote and let me know what y'all think in the comments :)))) )