It All Started With Facebook..(Drake Love Story) *COMPLETE*

Ch.6 - It All Started With A Conversation

♥ Debbie's P.O.V ♥

As I walked in the house, there sat my mom laughing, having a good ol' time. “Hey Debbie, I was just here showing Drake your baby pictures.” My mom displayed, holding one up.

“Wow mom, thanks.” I faked a smile.

“Its fine, you were, and still are, cute.” Drake said flashing that smile of his, the one I'm in love with. Wait, did I just say love?

“Thanks, I'm going to get my stuff together” I started to head upstairs.

“I'll help you.” he winked, but I really needed his help, not just to fool around. Who am I kidding, we can do both.

As I ran around the room getting my stuff, I started to feel a little sad because I was leaving the nest, and I was already in college, but one good thing about it I have an awesome person helping me.

“So I guess you found a place?” Drake said putting my clothes in a box.

“Yeah, I did, it's in Raleigh, but what I don't understand is how I got it if I never called about one, but they know my name and number and three months’ rent is already paid.” I stared at him still putting clothes in the box.

“I just wanted to help, babe.” he finally looks at me with a half-smile.

“Damn it Aubrey, I really didn't need it, I don't want you to do me any favors or buy stuff for me like this.” I snapped at him.

“I'm sorry, shit, I have to go to the studio, but just go to it, and if you don't like it, don’t stay in it, okay?” he said grabbing his keys and heading downstairs.

“Okay, don't forget me.” I yelled from upstairs.

All of a sudden he ran back upstairs and kissed me deeply, grabbing me by my waist, taking complete control.

“I could never, ever forget you,” he said, letting me go and leaving. I sat there packing the rest of my stuff until I was finished.

~Makenzee P.O.V~

I didn't go back to Debbie's house after we went shopping; I'll be damn if I sit there in that poor quality shack they call a house. So I went to a hotel, but Drake didn't text me or calls to even act like he was worried about me.

Then my phone went off.

*Text Message*

Drizzy ;)

-Hey why didn't you come back with Debbie?-

Me:-because yall need time together-

-yea but your still my bff and I love u :) -

Me:-yea :) love you to; come by the hotel so we can hang out.

-Alright be there in a little-

I changed into a short black dress and cute pumps; he is getting ready to see what he's missing.

*20 minutes later*

*knock*knock*

 “Hey,” I stood there leaning against the door.

“Hey Kenzee.” he greeted walking right pass me like he didn't even see me and sat down.

“I missed you.” I said sitting on his lap.

“Yeah,” he said putting me on the chair. “I wanted to ask you what you think of Debbie since you are my best friend.”

“She's nice.” I uttered trying not to throw up. If I say I don't like her I it could hurt me and Drake's relationship, and I need him.