Drake sat courtside in the Staples Center next to his best friend 40, it was Lakers vs Raptors and both men were dressed in matching Toronto Raptors gear in support of their home team. In between timeouts, Drake looked at his phone scrolling through his Instagram feed liking tagged photos that fans took of him and 40.
The obsession with Drake grew the more and more he was casually seen out and about, finally enjoying life and all that he had done this year, his schedule finally slowing down. He wasted no time to sit courtside at basketball games, attended some concerts, and hit up a few parties.
Drake noticed he was beginning to be tagged in reposts of Tae and the event she was apart of. He smiled as he liked a few of the photos, even saving a few to his phone. Even though she was only in Beverly Hills, she was still too far away from him. She wasn't next to him, his hand wasn't resting on her thigh or his arm around her chair. He didn't realize just how much he missed her until she wasn't around, but this was what he asked for, he asked her to step out from under him and get back to what she was doing. So he could only respect the hustle once he saw it come out.
A faint whistle blows, fans cheering mixed with boos, and chanting, players yelling plays and cuss words out of frustration. Drake watched the Lakers try to keep up with the Raptors. He smiled ear to ear as he enjoyed the team he was the Ambassador for dominate on an away game.
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"Everything ok!?" Kimora's personal assistant Josh asked Tae as he circled around a long glass table that was covered in crystals and a display of high heels. "What the hell was that about!?"
Tae turned facing him and let out a huff of air, a small ounce of anxiety fell onto Tae, even though Draya was now gone and she was back in the store, she got worried that Kimora may have seen her speaking to her drama-filled ex.
"Bullshit! Is what it was." Tae said back with her lips pressed together, looking passed Josh's shoulder to see if Kimora had any clue of Tae's short disappearance. "You think she saw me!?"
Josh turned around taking his attention from Tae and placing it on his boss, who was waist-deep in multiple conversations with multiple buyers. "Nah, she's too busy! Hell, she don't even know we over here."
Tae shook her head and pulled her thick curly hair from one side of her head to the other side. A habit of fidgeting with her hair that she had ever since she was little, whenever she felt anything but happy or comfortable she went to tossing it every which way. She grabbed another full glass of champagne off of a tray from a passing server, she wasted to time in downing the whole glass. Josh eyed Tae as she took less than 5 gulps to swallow the bubbly liquid.
"Oh bitch, now you want her to know some shit went down! Don't you touch another glass!" Tae sighed as she placed the now empty glass on the clear table.
The rest of the night continued with nothing but positivity, Kimora's constant talk of Tae brought her more interested people, questions of her modeling and will she be modeling again anytime soon for Kimora or any other line. With two successful stores, one on the east coast and now one on the west coast. Tae's connections with the fashion and modeling world grew not overnight, but in hours, asked to make appearances here and there. Tae was slowly becoming the "it girl" and it wasn't because of Drake.
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Tae pushed open the heavy wood doors of the mansion, her heels in one hand and her clutch in the other. Tae was over the night, over the Draya drama, over the constant tagged photos of her and Rihanna looking not so happy to be around one another, and definitely over her spanx cutting into her sides. She peeled her dress from her body, then peeled the tight spanx from her waist and down her legs.
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Fanfiction"And Draya, Dollicia ... The rest of them?" Drake asked as his back was turned to her. Tae sat quiet again unsure of what he was really asking, what he really wanted to know that she hadn't already confessed about. "They were a 'at that moment' thin...