Drew POV
Y'all thought this was a game, But It wasn't. I mean't everything I said. I love Paris.
"C'mon lets go get something to eat. Where you wanna go?"
"Applebeesssss!!"
"You gone follow me or leave your car here?"
"I'll leave it here. It ain like nun gone happen to it."
"Aigh Nie. Cmon Babygirl"
I grabbed her hand and put her in the car. Then I got in on my side and drove to Applebees. It was a 30Min drive so we just relaxed until Paris song came on :Drake//Energy
I got enemies, got a lotta enemies
Got a lotta people tryna drain me of my energy
They tryna take the wave from a nigga
Fuckin' with the kid and pray for your nigga
I got girls in real life tryna fuck up my day
Fuck goin' online that ain't part of my day
I got real shit poppin' with my family too
I got niggas that can never leave Canada too
Paris POV
The song went of and we just rode in complete silence. So I figured that I should ask Drew if he fr..
"Drew?"
"Wassup?"
"Are You Fr? About All That Stuff That You Said? Because You Ain Used To Act Like This"
"I Can't Settle Down? Must Want Me To Be The Playa Type All My Life?" He Said Laughing. I Chuckled.
"Noo.. But If We Do Get Together One Day, I Want U To Stop Selling Drugs.
"Man Paris You Know I Can't Do That. How Else Ima Provide For Myself"
"Get A REAL Job"
"Man Paris Just STFU! Ion Wanna Talk No Mo.!"
I Just Hushed...... My Best Friend Doesn't Usually Act Like This.
* the next day...
Drew POV
I Bet Yall Wondering Why I Yelled At Paris Like That. Its Just That I Don't Like When She Talks About What I Do For A Living. Tbh Ive Been Doing It All My Life & I Haven't Reached My Money Goal Yet To Eem Think About Stopping.
Anyways, Paris Isn't Talking To Me & I Really Don't Care. She Slept In The Guest Room Last Night.
I Got Up And Walked In My Bathroom & Brushed My Teeth. After That I Hopped In The Shower. When I Was Getting Out Paris Was Walking In & I Didn't Have A Towel Wrapped Around Me.
"I-I'm Sorry" She Said Looking At My Man Hood. "I Just Came To Get My Tooth Brush And Flat Irons."
"Looks Likes You See Something You Like But Ard" I Said. She Rolled Her Eyes And Grabbed Her Things. I Just Smirked As She Walked Out.
I Walked To My Closet & Put On Some Cargo Shorts, A Red V-Neck, & My Red Lebrons. I Put On Some Cologne, My Gold Chain & Watch, & My Diamond Earrings. I Had A Job To Go & Do.
"Paris Im Bout To Head Out , Ard?"
No Response...
Well I Tried. I Hopped In My Black On Black 2015 Dodge Challenger. Thats The Car I Always Take When Im Goin To Do A Job Or Some Shit.
Paris POV
Yeah I Heard Drew Tell Me He Was Leaving. I Didnt Say Nothing Because Im Still Mad That He Yelled At Me But Whatever. I Was On My Way To Starbucks In Drew's Denali. Its Black So Now U Know Drew's Obsessed With Black Cars.
I Arrived At Starbucks I Got My Phone And $10 Bill Out & Locked The Truck. Just As I Was Walking To The Door Which Seemed Like Forever To Get To I Got Hit In The Head. Next Thing You Know..... I Blacked Out. Where's Drew When I Need Him?
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