**Nicki's POV**
I can't believe Thembi managed to drag me here.
"Gosh Thembi!" I complained as we entered the club. The music was so loud! I haven't been anywhere really besides home and Thembi's house for like 3 years now.
"Nic we gotta go to the bar!" Thembi yelled over the music.
"Lets go then!" I said, then I saw a sexy light skinned man standing nearby. "Ohhh.. I spy a Papi."
"He is fineeee.. Nic go talk to him!" Before I knew it Thembi had shoved into the guy.
"Damnit Thembi!" I side eyed her.
"Uh... hi sorry bout that," I said nervously twisting my hair. "You see I have a very petty FRIEND"
I babbled on, I couldn't even keep up with what I was saying. Poor guy was probably feeling awkward.
"Its fine ma," he smiled. "What's your name?"
"Uh... yeah. I'm ummm..." I stuttered, unable to think clearly.
"Onika!" Thembi faked a cough.
"Yeah, that! But you can call me Nic if you want Papi." I smiled, now more confident.
"Onika... I like that. And I see you're already coming up with nicknames." He laughed. "My name's Aubrey, but you can call me Drake or Papi."
"Okay papi." I laughed.
"I'm assuming this lady here is your friend, what's her name?" Drake asked.
"Thembi" I answered.
"Hi Drake" Thembi said.
"Hi Thembi" He replied, he brought us all a drink. "So, guys if you'd like to come, I'm having a party tomorrow night. You can bring your boyfr--"
"I don't have a boyfriend." I cut him off.
"Single!" Thembi echoed.
"Oh ok, so I better see yall there." He laughed. Thembi laughed too, so I faked a laugh so I wouldn't be left out.
"Aye Nic, wanna dance?" He asked.
"Sure papi." I smiled and he guided me to the dance floor as 'Drunk In Love' came on.
**End of the Night**
"I had fun Nicki, and since I see your friend got tired and left you, Can I take you home?"
"Sure you can!"
**At Nic's House**
I opened the door and stepped inside, turning around to face Drake.
"Okay good night beautiful. Don't forget about the party! He said laughing.
"I won't Papi!" I winked. I closed the door and sat on the couch then I heard Drake say something and then knock on the door.
"You forgot your bag." He said when I opened the door. "And can I get your number?"
"Thanks" I laughed. "And Okay Papi." I gave him my number then he leaned in and kissed me, I kissed him back, after a while I pulled away.
"I'll call you tomorrow ma." He smiled.
"Okay, sounds great Papi." I replied smiling "You're a good kisser by the way."
He stepped up and kissed me again, "So are you."
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Forever is Perfect
FanfictionIs forever really perfect? Or is perfection a goal only attainable by the ability to power through and accept imperfection?