I Couldn't Sleep Last Night, Because London Kept Corrupting My Mind. So, Instead Of Sleeping, I Worked On Her Song. Everyone Doesn't Know That I Sing. Back Where I Come From, Singing Meant That You Were Weak. So, I Turned To Rapping Instead. I Did Some Of Her Vocal Layouts, So I'm The Strong Nigga In The Background.
I Finished Everything, Saved It On My Phone, And Burned A CD Of It. Now, All I Have To Do Is Have Martin Set Me Up With A Couple Of Interviews So I Can Get London King Noticed.
I Want All Of This To Be A Big Surprise For Her. I Want Her To Hear It On The Radio Like Everyone Else. Hopefully, She'll Be Happy With It Because It Wasn't Easy. If Not, It's Whatever You Know.
"Martin? Hey What's Up?" I Answered.
"You Left Me Several Voicemails. I Thought You Were Back In Jail Or Something." Martin Chuckled.
"I'm Glad You Find My Fails A Laughing Matter." I Said, Flatly.
"Come On, I Was Just Joking."
"I Didn't Hire You For Jokes, Martin. I'm Being Completely Serious Right Now. I Need You To Do Me A Favor."
"What Else Is New?" Martin Joked.
"I Swear Martin, If You Screw This Up I'm Beating Your Ass." I Threatened.
"Alright, Alright. What Do You Need Me To Do?"
"Set Me Up For Interviews Today. I Have A Surprise For The World And London. Send Me The Times And Dates On My Phone. I Highly Request The Interviews To Be On The Radio Talk Show, And Today." I Demanded.
Martin Heaved Out A Sigh.
"I'll See What I Can Do."
I Hung Up The Phone As Soon As I Saw London Walk Into The Studio. I Stood Up.
"Good Morning." I Greeted.
"Good Morning. What Surprise Are You Holding Up Your Sleeve?" She Asked.
"I Can't Tell You. That's The Whole Purpose Of A Surprise."
London Chuckled.
I Wrapped My Arms Around Her Waist, And Kissed Her Forehead. She Smiled.
"That's New. Are We Going To Be Doing This A Lot?" London Commented.
I Nodded.
"Let Me Take Care Of You." I Said Without Thinking.
Okay, Now I'm Being The Clingy Nigga And I Didn't Even Hit That Yet. My Number One Priority Is To Mark That Off Of My List.
"Take Care Of Me? For How Long?" She Asked.
"As Long As We Shall Live." I Joked.
London Wrapped Her Arms Around My Neck, And Kissed Me. I Moved My Hands Towards Her Lower Back But She Moved It Up. London Removed Her Lips From Mine.
"Deal." She Said.
London
"Could You Drive Me Home?" I Asked. "I Have To Get Some Things To Bring Here."
"I Wish I Could." Zero Pouted As He Checked His Phone. "I Have To Go. Just Take Any Car In The Garage, The Keys Are Hanging Up Next To Them. I'll See You Later."
Zero Kissed My Cheek, And Left Out Of The Studio Room. I Pressed My Hand Against My Cheek. I Swear, He Has The Softest Lips Ever.
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