Rihanna's P.O.V
Last night was unreal. Never did I expect Rocky to open up to me like that, shit. I didn't like opening up either but it was evident we had to be there for each other. We both had fvcked up.
"So, we basically live together now. My dream came true." Amina said as she sat up on the bed and looked at me, her features bright and vibrant.
"Yeah, you could say that. But I feel like this is temporary I can't be no housewife." I said, to which we both laughed.
We were interrupted by a knock on the door to which we both replied in usion. "Come in."
It was Ferg. I was a tad bit suprised as to what he wanted but I still flashed a smile.
"Hey."
"Wassup, ladies." He replied as she remained at the door.
He cleared his throat as he looked at me. "Rocky says he wants your help with something."
"And he couldn't come here and ask himself?" I questioned. Hiding the smile from my lips. I was flattered that the first thing he wanted to do this morning was talk to me.
"He's a busy man I guess." Ferg chuckled as he closed the door and left me and Amina.
Amina looked at me as she rested a hand on her chin.
"Who are you and what have you done to Rakim?"
I raised a brow and shrugged. "I don't know what you on about."
"Don't play dumb girl. He's interested in you I mean he wants you to move in for fudge sake."
"Fudge?" I questioned as I giggled.
"I hate swearing, you should know that by now Rih." She said as she got up and began arranging her room.
"You were sure as hell open to it that night we went clubbing." I said, pulling the sheets over my body.
"Shut up. Speaking about that we need to go out for real." Her response shocked me.
"Aye, that's it. Finally you wanna go out and live a life." I teased.
Amina rolled her eyes and flashed a finger.
"I'm playing boo. Yo, this time let's go with Mercedes, that girl we met at the club she seemed real nice. Plus she baddd."
"But we badder." Amina replied as she now tied up her hair.
"Well obviously, but I have good vibes about her. She seemed sweet. We can be a cute little trio."
She nodded in agreement. "I guess I wouldn't mind us having a side kick. Anyways, shouldn't you be making love at Rocky's side of the place."
I rolled my eyes as I shook my head and grabbed a pillow, throwing it at her head.
She laughed as I exited the room and made my way to his room.
The door was already open so I welcomed myself in.
There he was tying up the shoe laces to his Raf Simons.
I cleared my throat and he looked up and faced me.
"Ferg said you were in need of my services?" I teased as I bit my lip.
He raised a brow and looked at me up and down.
"Indeed I am." He said his lips curved up into a smile.
"Boy, please. What do you want?" I questioned as I tugged a lose strand of hair behind my ear.
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No Love Allowed.
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