2. Some nerve

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Aaliyah



"Yo, that was hot, Liyah." Suge complimented.

I smiled, taking my headphones off. "Thanks."

"You're welcome. I need to talk to you and Pac." He told me, rubbing his hands together.

"Okay."

I followed him out of the studio to the elevator. I sighed when we made it to his office. 5 minutes later, Tupac came in, sitting in the chair beside me.

"What you call us here for?" Tupac asked, turning his chair.

"I know you were busy, but this will be quick," Suge assured Pac. Tupac puts his eyes in his head, still with the plainest look on his face ever.

"Okay, well, Pac, the fans love you on Death Row."

"Mhmm?" Tupac questioned.

"So I thought to get Aaliyah out there was for a big collaboration between you too," Suge suggested.

"That sounds amazing, Suge," I said, eying Tupac.

"Yeah, I'm down." Said Pac.

"Yes!" Suge yelled in excitement.

I was writing my part for my and Pac's collaboration, and he was as well, I guess.

"Baby girl, come here." He said.

"Pac, I'm busy," I responded, still writing in my notepad.

He snatched my notebook out of my hand. I got up, trying to reach the book.

"Pac, give it here!" I yelled, reaching for my book.

He reached his arm higher, "You have to get it."

I hopped on him, still reaching for my book we fell onto the floor. He was on top of me. He looked into my eyes, and I looked back into his big beautiful brown eyes. He slowly pressed his lips against mine, and I kissed him back. I felt his hand traveling up my shirt; I broke the kiss and sat up.

"Pac, I have to finish my verse," I said, pushing him off me.

"Come on, baby, yo notepad ain't going nowhere." He whispered into my ear.

I stood up, fixing myself. "Suge gon be in here in a minute anyways."

He plain-faced me. I got up and sat down on the couch. I rolled my eyes as he sat down next to me. Suge came in with Dr. Dre. He dapped Pac up and sat down on the other couch.

"Aaliyah, this Dre, he's the best with the beats," Suge told me, smiling.

I grabbed Dre's hand, "Yeah, I know who he is. I just loved your beats in N.W.A." I said, smiling brightly at him.

He smiled back at me. "Thanks, Aaliyah, your first cd was dope."

"Thanks," I said.

I looked at Suge; he stopped smiling when I mentioned Nwa.

"Well, I'm gon leave y'all to work." He said before leaving out.

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