Nights

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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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