It's been 2 days since I told Frank about the true me.He's been busy so I don't really know how he feels. We talked about it for a bit. He just said he was going to be there for me for anything.
I'm at his presidential hotel room now. I'm on his bed, on my phone.
"Aurelia! Come out here" I hear Frank yell.
I'm so tired. I don't wanna get up but I do.
I go up to him and say,
"What's up, sugar pumpkin sweet cheeks"
He grins at me and says
"What's something you always wanted to do?"
A bunch of things pop into my head but I always wanted to do something.
"Have a picnic. I guess it's from my white suburban normal family fantasy, but I never had one"
He smiles grabs Martin, hooks him onto his leash. He then hands me Martin's leash and says,
"Get out. Come by at 5, wear something nice."
I look at him like he's going insane.
"You heard me get out" He says while pointing to the door.
I'm stunned, I head towards the door and look back and see Frank smiling and waving.
What the fuck was that? I look at my phone and its 1. Four hours and nothing to do.
I decide to head back home. When I get there, I take a bath.
I get out of my bath and start to look thru my closet. I'm assuming I'm going to have a picnic with, Frank so I wanna wear something picnicy.
After a good 1 hour. I literally have nothing summery and happy to wear. I just put on a tight orange long sleeve crop top and big black sweatpants.
I check my phone and it's 3. Two more hours. I start to do my makeup. I do the usual.
I sigh as I look in the mirror. I know I'm great and all but, Frank Ocean? Wanting me? It feels like a freaking dream.
I feel like so much life has happened for me in the last few weeks. I've been alive. All thanks to Frank? I have no idea. I just-
My phone starts to vibrate. It's Frank.
"Hello?" I say
"Hey I'm downstairs. I know I'm early I just got ready faster than I thought. Are you ready? I'm totally okay with waiting"
"Uh no. I'm ready I'll be down in a second"
Fuck he's here.
"It's been a second"
I roll my eyes at the corny remark.
"Bye, Frank" I say before hanging up.
I open the balcony door to let Martin roam and head downstairs.
When I go to the entrance I see Frank standing there with roses.
He's talking with the lobby boy until he sees me. A big grin spreads across his face.
He's wearing a black sweater that turns into a lightish green towards the end and jeans.
He walks towards me and pulls me into a hug.
"Hey. You ready?" He says while handing me the flowers.
"Yea" I say grinning just as big as him.
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Fake Flowers (Frank Ocean)
Fanfiction"I do anything, anything for you" "In the dark"