Quavo's Trip To Cuba

Feel Good Like This

Cuba

I sat on the passenger side of Qua's car with my arms folded. We haven't spoken one word to each other since we got in the car. I was so pissed at him. I couldn't believe he'd get a lap dance, especially in my presence. He's lost his mind. I noticed he been taking all these fucking detours. We been driving for bout an hour. And he just missed the exit he had to take to get to my house.

"Where you going Quavious?" I asked. He ignored me keeping his eyes in the road. A couple minutes later we pulled up in front of his house. I smacked my lips looking over at him.

"What the fuck I got school tomorrow."

"I don't care Cuba. You staying with me tonight. We gone get this right."

"Get what right?"

"Us."

"What you mean? You just said you made a mistake dating my young ass!"

"I ain't mean the shit Cuba! You said you made a mistake dating a rapper! We both fucked up so you not going home til we fix this shit."

"I don't have clothes Qua."

"We went shopping earlier remember? You got plenty of clothes."

I turned around looking at all the bags. I rolled my eyes then sighed. I got out the car slamming the door then walking to the front door.

"Slam something else & see what the fuck happens." Qua said. He opened the back door getting the bags out then walked over. He set the bags down to unlock the door. When he opened it I went in walking over to the couch & slumped down on it.

"Qua?" I heard some deep voice yell. I turned my head seeing Takeout, Kiari, Rel, Pee & some other guys come in from the back. Most of these niggas was just at the strip club.

"Who this?" One of them said.

"That's Qua girl." Kiari said sitting next to me.

"You not going to school tomorrow?" He asked.

"I don't even know." I pouted. Qua walked in sitting on the adjacent couch with a blunt & sparked it.

"That attitude gone?" He asked blowing smoke out of his mouth.

I ignored him and my leg began to shake.

"Aye you hear him talking to you?" Takeoff asked.

"Mind yo damn business." I snapped.

"Lil girl I ain't Qua I'll smack the shit out you."

"Try it then!"

Qua got up walking over to me tapping my knee. "Cmon let's go upstairs." He said pointing up. I smacked my lips getting up. He followed me to his room. Once we were in he closed the door behind him. I sat at the edge of his bed with my arms folded. He took off all his jewelry, even the gold grills in his mouth, putting it with the rest of his thousands of jewelry in a tall case. He walked over to me kneeling down to reach my eye level.

"I don't know why I'm so attracted to yo lil sexy evil ass." He said licking his lips. I looked away cause I felt a smile wanting to creep through.

"You not shy with me I don't know why you turning ya head." He said. I still didn't reply to him.

"Shawty, since you can't get that attitude right then Ima have to get it right for ya." He said & I looked at him. He leaned over kissing my lips hungrily. He gripped my waist and I gripped the sides of his face. The kiss deepened & before I knew it our tongues began to wrestle. Qua broke the kiss making me look at him. He then pushed me on the bed so that I was laying on my back.