Tupac Lives [COMPLETED]

16. Yo You Packin!

Tupac's P.o.v

Everything that a nigga den been through, she been right here... I love dis girl, I promise to God I do.

"So, You wrote all this stuff about me? Alaya asked. I picked up my blunt again. "Is yo name Alaya? Cause I swear I wrote it on every page." I said laughing. "You know I really missed you right? I scooted closer to her. "I know, you did beg me to come back." She said laughing.

"Shut up, I didn't realize I loved you until you were gone." I mocked her, that lil confession was kinda cute, yea... I heard everything while I was on life support, I felt so bad hearing ma moms cry. All I could do was ask God to wake me up, and he did.

Alaya's eyes got wide wit embarrassment. "You heard that? She asked, coverin her mouth. "Yea, you was fasho stuck up when I met you." I pulled one of the curls in ha hair. We both chuckled. "Whatever."

"You know you movin in wit me, right? Cause I'm not lettin you leave." I wrapped ma arms around her tight and planted kisses on her cheek. "Why do you think I came back? She said laughing. "To get some superior dick." I chuckled. "I don't know about superior." Alaya said smilin.

I pinned her to the bed. "You want me to show you." I smiled. "Tupac, its people down stairs, we need to go back." She laughed nervously. I started kissin her neck and chest. "I'm serious." She said giggling.

"So am I."  I bit her neck softy. "Stop." She whined and giggled, tryna push me off of her. "Why you fightin? I tickled her, then somebody knocked on my bedroom door. We both froze. "What you want? I yelled.

"Boy its yo mama, what y'all in there doin? I dont care, I'm comin in." My moms opened the door. "Ma, what if we was butt naked? I laughed, gettin off Alaya, who was laughing too.

"I den seen yo lil weeny before." She said laughing. "So it is little? Alaya joked. I rolled my eyes at my moms. "Ima fuck you up Lay, keep playin." I pushed her.

"I would appreciate if y'all lil love birds came back to the party, I worked hard to set up for."  My ma said, smilin at Alaya.

"I tried to tell him." Alaya took my blunt.  "And I tried to get sum-" Alaya covered my mouth. "Time to go." My ma laughed and left the room. "Why are you so nasty? She smiled, I licked her hand. "You make me sick." She wiped her hand on my shirt and ran.
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Alaya's P.o.v

I moved in with Tupac, he's really weird. No we don't sleep in the same bed, I sleep in the guest room. "Alaya, where my shirt at?! Pac yelled down the hall to my room. "What shirt? I yelled back.

"The one with my name on it." He walked in my room. I rolled my eyes. "You have like a million shirts with your name on them." I looked at him. Tupac shrugged and sat on my bed. "Who said you could come in here? I stared at him. "Me. Dis my house." He said, playing in my hair.

"But this is my room." I turned on the TV and Tom and Jerry was on, I love that show. "Why you watch Dis bullshit, turn to BET or sum." He took the remote from me.

"Go to your room and watch TV nigga." I snatched it back. I looked at Pac and his face had turned sad. "You mad cause I took the remote? I asked laughing. "Nah, I'm just  thinkin."

"About?

Tupac let out a long sigh. "I needa know who shot me, I really can't remember shit from dat day, all I remember is you sayin you was comin back." I pulled him into a hug and kissed his cheek.

"I don't know for sure.... But while you were at the hospital Suge said something...kinda wierd..." I rubbed his back, I felt him tense up. "What he say?

"He said, your not as amazing as we think you are, he also suggested that we take you off life support and it hadn't even been a full day." I bit my lip, hoping he didn't get mad. "Awe. Fuck does dat mean." He laughed.  "I don't know, Dre mentioned some lyrics or something.. Do you remember Suge coming by at all?

"Lyrics? He asked, confused. "Yea, he said that you didnt want to record them and Suge probably got mad." I kept rubbing his back. Pac shrugged and looked at me. "Your absolutely gorgeous."

I poked his nose piercing. "And your absolutely ugly." I laughed.

He flipped us over and started to tickle me. "Stop." I said laughing. "Nah, why you always jokin? He smiled. Pac stopped tickling me and stared into my eyes. "Why you creepin? I tried to push him, he leaned down and kissed me. Our tongues swirled together.

We had been kissing for so long that I hadn't realized he had taken off my shirt. when he finally stopped I bit my lip and stared at the tattoos on his chest. "Look at my face." He said smiling, I didn't look up so he lifted my chin with two fingers. He unhooked my bra and tossed it to the side.

I wanted to cover myself but he pinned my arms to the head Board, with one hand. I was nervous... Still biting my lip. "Stop, that turns me on more." He said, leaning down to kiss my chest. I let out a quiet moan, while he slid my shorts off.

Me being my goofy self, started laughing. "What's funny ma? He smiled. "Nothing." I kept laughing. He took off his shorts and I stopped laughing.

"For the safety of my body, I'm not doing this." I said, bringing my knees to my chest, covering myself. Tupac laughed. "Too late now." He opened a drawer full of... You know, and put one on.

"Its not gon be bad, I promise." He said, getting back on the bed and getting on top of me, moving my legs.

"Yea for you."
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Wassup G's!!! Sorry if this chapter was lame, ion mess wit them real freaky sex scenes and stuff😂 Can't wait for this drama tho, Vote!!!!!❤