You Think You Got Me (Chris Brown RATED R)

part 5

»Destiny pov«

Chris: WAKE UP GURL WE GOING OUT!!

I woke up with the strength to punch him. I punched him softly on his arm.

Chris: ouch, get ready.

Me: where we going?

Chris: ROLLER SKATING!

I did my morning routine. I took leggings and a long sleeve shirt.

Chris did so as well. He drove me to this skating rink. We grabbed our skate sizes and put it on.

Me: damn whats your shoe size?

Chris: I'm a 13.

Me: really! I'm a 8 in woman size.

Chris: You got little feet.

Me: i know it sucks.

I first got in the rink. It was major slippery.

I already saw Chris face full of questions.

Me: don't you know how to skate?

Chris: well...let's just both learn together.

Me: i don't want to do this anymore.

Chris: i do, it will be fun.

He hold my hand and i hold his..tightly.

We were both skating, well actually trying to skate.

He was getting in the hang of it already, while i was still in my baby steps.

He was going fast. I tried to keep up with him until i slipped and fell on my butt.

Me: OWEE!

He picked me up.

Chris: let me try to act like those love scenes in movies.

He wrapped his arms around my waist. And slowly skated.

I was also getting the hang of it.

Chris: do slow steps, 1..2...1...2.

I did these steps, i actually learned how to skate. It's pretty easy.

I was doing spins and everything.

Chris: don't fall next time because i don't think you'll want a black and blue butt.

I laughed.

It was 6 o clock and we were both tired of skating.

We left to our parking space and i saw people with cameras taking picture of us and asking us questions, if i was his girlfriend, or if i was going to let my career finish because I'm dating a singer. Stuff like that. When Chris heard that question he looked at me with the eye.

We got in our car, he was driving us home.

Me: what was all that paparazzi thing outside, they don't let you sleep?

Chris: nah.

Me: SUCKS TO BE YOU!

He laughed.

I was wondering why he wasn't performing.

Me: Chris i got a question?

Chris: okay hit me.

Me: why are you not performing?

Chris: like..in my job?

Me: yeah why?

Chris: I'm making new songs, there simple and nice.

Me: ohh, will i be able to hear them first?

Chris: yeah, cause your going to be singing them with me.

Wait...what....